CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : I’M GON’ F*CK YOUR FACE WITH IT

I got lean in my p*ss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a d**k, I'm gon' f**k your face with it
I got lean in my p*ss, I got beams on my glick
On my gun is a d**k, I'm gon' f**k your face with it, uh
I got lean in my p*ss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a d**k, I'm gon' f**k your face with it
I got lean in my p*ss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a d**k, I'm gon' f**k your face with it, uh

After you
Running from you
Running from you
Hated by you

Cocaine for my breakfast (What?)
Hold that pistol ambidextrous, uh (Yuh, yuh)
pu**y boy talk reckless (Ayy)
He might end up on a stretcher, uh (Yuh, b*t*h)
f**k with my set (Ayy)
You get wet, like a pu**y, yuh (Yuh, yuh)

For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come tryin'
To censor you like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I
Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9