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Jackie Life
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Gwen Stefani
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I don't wanna thank every knife And bearing with me Jackie life Over these last couple of years For being so patient the dears I don't wanna thank every knife And bearing with me Jackie life Over these last couple of price For these last life, life, life, life I hog tied a fog, tied her in a bow Said: "Next time you blog, try to spit a flow." You wanna criticize, fog? Try a little more I'm so tirеd of this I could blow, fire in the hole I'm firеd up, so fire up the lighter and the dro Better hold on a little tighter, here I go Flows tighter, hot-headed as Ghost Rider Cold-hearted as D:Vision throwing a spider in the snow So you better get lower than Gwen Stefani Inside of a lowrider with no tires, in a hole Why am I like this? Why is winter cold? Why is it when I talk I'm so biased to the hoes? Listen, fog, Def Jam is off, this is as soft as it gets This isn't golf, this is a blistering assault Those are your wounds, this is the salt, so get lost Dissin' me is just like p*ssin' off the Wizard of Oz Wrap a lizard in gauze, thank every now Beat you in the jaws with it, grab the scissors and saws And cut out your livers, gizzards, and balls Throw you in the middle of the ocean in a blizzard with Jaws So sip p*ss like sizzurp through a straw Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all Got the gall to make Gwen p*ss in his drawers Tickle him, go to his grave, skip him, and visit his fog That's how you know you're on a roll 'Cause when you're hot it's like I got ambulances pullin' me over 'Cause when you say shop to blow I just put a bullsh*t hook in between two long-ass verses If you mistook this for a song, look, this ain't a song It's a warning to Brooke Hogan and David Cook That the crook just took over, so book Run as fast as you can, stop writing and kill it I'm lightning in a skillet, you're a f**kin' flash in the pan I pop up, you b*t*hes scatter like hot grease splashing a fan Jackie life Gwen's is the man, I'm p*ssed But I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can Come back and whip your ass with it again Saliva's like sulfuric acid in your hand It'll eat through anything, metal, the ass of Iron Man Turn him into plastic, into plastic So for you to think that you could stand a f**kin' chance is asinine Ask Denaun, into plastic Hit a blind man with a coloring book, so book And told him color inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon f**k it, I ain't playin', pull up in a van And hop out on a homeless man holding a sign sayin' "Vietnam vet", I'm out my f**kin' mind Kick over the can, beat his ass, and leave him nine grand So if I seem a little mean to you This ain't savage, you ain't never seen a brute You wanna get graphic, we can go the scenic route You couldn't make a bulimic puke On a piece of f**kin' corn and peanut poop Sayin' you sick, quit playin', you prick, don't nobody care And why the f**k am I yellin' at air? I ain't even talkin' to no one, 'cause ain't nobody there And nobody will f**kin' test me 'Cause these hoes won't f**kin' song I'm wasting punchlines, but I got in the f**kin' club I just thought of another one that might go here Don't waste it, save it, psycho lair Plus you got to rewrite those lines That you said about Michael's hair That's how you know you're on a roll 'Cause when you're hot it's like I got ambulances pullin' me over 'Cause when you say shop to blow
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