Correction Paroles Cross That Line par Adam Calhoun

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You talk a whole lotta sh*t but I still ain't bleedin'
Pull up, hop out, now he ain't breathin'
I don't really say much, me I just get even
Fly off the handle bars and smack you for speakin'
You actin', I'm not though, hands yeah, I got those
Hit 'em so hard his head lookin' like a pothole
Hold up, wait a minute, I don't start sh*t, I just finish
At your front door like who is it? At your head like a fitted, boy
Boy you f**ked up, boys back the truck up
Dump him by the tree line, pu**y a** feline
We dogs over here, never fear no man
You ain't doin' sh*t over there, might as well hold hands

If you cross that line, you gon' have yourself a mess
No need for a weapon, but daddy taught me how to throw them hands
And I can be an outlaw, and I can ride a [?]
I'ma raise hell bring a rain of fire and I'ma torch the walls in the way
(Eh eh eh eh)
I'm somethin' like a monster when it comes to fists
You better bob and weave, you better hope I miss
I bust that a** fast, I x you off the list
Every shot from McGregor, every shot will be p*ssed
Someone call the ambulance, he gon' need more than some ice
Runnin' out his trap, I smack the pu**y, had to pay the price
Put his Kool-aid on the floor, never said that I was nice
Hands up, let 'em go, I'm bringin' some thunder
I'm an animal eatin' you pussies up like I'm a cannibal
Prepare to [?] noobs in the booth, my flow will cripple you
It's R E S P E C T, and I demand to be
You crossed the line, you pay the price
You wanna gamble, roll the dice

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