| I’m different because I respect my audience and I don’t yell at them…
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| And I’m special because I respect my audience… (Guy in crowd: YA!)
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| SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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| The way she listen to what the MC said
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| She might as well plug the RCA cords into her head
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| Taking that into consideration, at the center of creation
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| Cats still criticize my frustration raps
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| Well off he goes, come and cop some flows
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| Cross your toes in hopes that I don’t climb you like an obstacle
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| Mission Impossible, fishin’in the kitchen sink
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| Ya’ll’ll fall for anything so what you think this kid’ll bring?
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| Poker face, let me hold my place, the name’s sake (?) Slug
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| But you? |
| You can call me so (?) grace
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| Open invitation to catch today’s ejaculation
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| All across the front of your pretty little apron (Bitch)
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| This goes to those that wanna mouthful of Sean’s load
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| Thanks for startin’now you’re barkin’down the wrong road
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| Sacrifice plays a part in grabbin’mics from now till the afterlife
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| I’ll continue, pass (?) it like I love this fuckin’whore with all my heart
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| And ain’t nobody gonna stop me from doin’my part
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| It gave me life, it saved me life, it raised me right
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| So slideshow decide (slide shoulder side), and please hand over that mic
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| Who am I?
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| One of a kind
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| Send em’one at time
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| You’re all the same
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| Only separate by kick snares and names
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| Some of ya’ll even share the same names
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| So fuck you and your lies baby show no shame
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| So point a finger at the sucker that’s havin’a good summer
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| Ain’t got no bread, no wheat, no Wonder
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| But I got the phone number to this weakness I know
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| Who can put me back together, make me feel whole
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| So take me apart, try to break me down
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| And spend all you got just to hate the clown
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| You can fake the frown, imitate the sound
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| Underworld, worldwide, wide world of underground
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| It goes one little, two little, three little indie rap
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| Headphones, backpack, watch em’all piggy back
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| Switch up my styles, they all complain but see
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| Which kids next year sound the same as me!
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| The same shit, yesterday was like today
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| Only difference is I trust even less of what you say
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| But all in all, I still make the noise
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| I still break the toys, I still hate your voice
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| I still say, Fuck a major label till it limps!
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| Put your deal upon our table and we’ll show you who’s the pimp
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| There is no sympathy for the careless
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| Fuck the extra credit, and fuck the demerits
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| Class dismissed
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| One of a kind
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| Send em’one at time
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| You’re all the same
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| Only separate by kick snares and names
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| Some of ya’ll even share the same names
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| So fuck you and your lies baby show no shame
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| What is this?
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| Who am I? |
| One of a kind, one at a time…
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| So fuck you and your lies baby show no shame |