| Start another fire, now I want your tongue
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| Make you shove a gas lighter, right up until it breaks bones!
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| Ah!
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| And now you screaming «Man down!»
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| We’re fuckin' up the rounding, you’re bout to head down
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| If I don’t like ya, time to roast, starting with us!
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| Right where I was on top, talk down, he soft now, only me would hit it, YEAH!
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| Big boys stay tough, big boys stay up
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| But we’d called ourselves boss
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| You don’t like? |
| Well that sucks, suck my dick cuz' that’s tough
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| Rackin' up the bodies up
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| Bank shakin' momma, come back I’m probably *cough*
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| My team made this world, I see my dick that is down
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| Middle finger in the sky, tryna fuck up the world
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| Get the feds round me bitch, I’m setting fire to squirrels
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| And honestly, why you talkin' all yo problems, contemplating as me?
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| Assuming shit, bitch, I’m better than fuckin' me!
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| I always wanted to die, I’ma watch you bleed!
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| There is a pit, throw the bodies in the ditch
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| Yea!
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| Take a piss, throw the bodies in the ditch
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| Yea!
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| Take a piss, bodies in the ditch
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| Yea!
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| Take a piss, there are bodies in the ditch! |