| Fuck is up? |
| What’s happening?
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| Yo, tell you a fucking story
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| Tell you a fucking story
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| Here we go, huh!
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| Once upon a time in a city called Shit
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| Lived a man named What The Fuck???
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| He used to clown around with his dick in the ground
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| And one day his dick got stuck
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| He was kicking and screaming and yelling
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| and cussing and asking everybody for help
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| Then he ran into a man named Fuck You Too
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| And he told 'em he should help himself
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| He was so frustrated with his dick getting?
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| And he had no one to call
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| Then he gained control climbed out the hole
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| Motherfucker you better save his balls
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| Now everytime I think about What The Fuck!!!
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| I think about you
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| And how he changed and took all the pain
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| When he ran into Fuck You Too
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| Hey yo peel the fuck out
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| Pop the clock, weave through the traffic, backwards once
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| Straight from the Wasteland, modern luck
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| Tainted, baked, and ate in hot sun
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| It ain’t the same when I murk the surf
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| In above the whimp truck to? |
| swervin
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| We play the game like bitch you?
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| And Ace in a hole like.
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| You talk nervous!
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| My mind is filled with a thousand kills
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| But no? |
| MC’s can face this skills
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| Pop the peel, bug the fuck out, brake the fuck out when I grab that steel
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| The neutrilizer, the equilizer, meet the heat?
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| Burn your high riser
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| Roof on fire and so is the first floor
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| Keep sticking you, until it don’t hurt no more
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| I’ve seen modern thugs with a virtual headset
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| Programmed modern but those who ain’t dead yet
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| And yet vets turn into?
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| Sick of how murdering men became into? |
| set
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| Nuts and bolts, programming gears
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| And shots to targets, head gets clear
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| Try to play brave from a bottle of bear
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| But you can’t play hero if you’re cape say’s Fear
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| Fuck you too!
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| Man, fuck you too!
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| Fuck you too!
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| Fuck you’re all crew!
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| Welcome to the circus of stars
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| Sit down! |
| Mind reach collapse rat, fractured clown!
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| I was? |
| with a stop of four year old recording
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| And smiling with? |
| for a boy who was born pour through mourning
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| In the morning, escape my glory
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| The citys on fire but I can’t stop warming
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| Sick with the vision of my? |
| burning
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| Stick with what I mention and I’ll splif you lip
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| Warning!
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| They wanna jump into the battle and earn their respect
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| Well get the fuck up! |
| Let me cash this check
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| I’m still on deck with a mouth fill of poison
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| Spitting at you and your crew when your? |
| in Raining parades leave stains on a blade
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| I came with the raid and I’m leaking with your head
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| I walk home alone from the terror dome
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| FULL! |
| Because hungry wolves need to be fit
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| Yo, I punch strokes and I crunch the clock
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| THEREs sharks in the moat and? |
| in the?
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| WHERE cops and kids bust shots not to live
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| Bitch, shut your ball park and talk to the fist
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| Marksmanship and the parks don’t slip
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| You marks get lit up and hit him so quick
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| It’s dark in the pit you betta watch what you do Fuck you motherfuckers!
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| Fuck you too!
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| Once upon a time in a city called shit
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| Lived a man named What The Fuck???
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| He used to clown around with his dick in the ground
|
| And one day his dick got stuck
|
| He was kicking and screaming and yelling and cussing and asking everybody
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| for help
|
| Then he ran into a man named Fuck You Too
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| And he told 'em he should help himself
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| He was so frustrated with his dick being?
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| And he had no one to call
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| Then he gained control climbed out the hole
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| Motherfucker you better save his balls
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| Now everytime I think about What The Fuck!!!
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| I think about you
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| And how he changed and took all the pain
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| When he ran into Fuck You Too |