| Whatsup people?!
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| This is Sindee Syringe!
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| We’re here up in here snortin' sum lines! |
| and we’re all goin' straight to hell!
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| Man I pop so many pills, it’s startin' to get scary!
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| Bitch, I ain’t lairy!
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| And I don’t give a fuck about pullin' out my dick,
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| Look at the name of my clit
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| It’s D12 hoe! |
| (Yeah, baby!)
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| It’s D12 hoe! |
| (Yeah, baby!)
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| Yea, yea,
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| Bizarre smoke atcha and got no problem,
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| For 10 hot dollars I fuck your bitch at the cavana
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| VD, AIDs that’s what Bizarre got,
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| For ten thousand michael jackson will give me a shot,
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| I sniff blow, high off a brick,
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| Crash into a ditch on 6−96.
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| Nasty nigga, quick to lick the finger,
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| Eat a bitch ass, that tastes like a butter finger,
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| And I’m going to hell for my nasty mouth,
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| But this is what Rock 'n' roll’s all about.
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| Ever since I was a kid I had a violent past,
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| Whooped a nurse ass for touching my diaper rash!
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| And I ain’t goin' work, I’m a lazy shit,
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| That’s why I’m living warn with a fat white bitch
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| She’s 36 and keeps a gun full of arsenal,
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| But son’s 13, loves to listen to Marshall,
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| But I whoop his ass, and send him a school,
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| And let 'em know, that taking drugs is cool!
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| See I’m on sum dumb shit, don’t know right from wrong,
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| All up on murder Inc. trying to get Ja Rule on a song.
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| And I used to be a virgin, grown-ass man,
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| Until I took a trip off to Neverland.
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| Mike gave me milk and cookies, showed me his room,
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| Kicked his ass over, I fucked 'im with a broom, coz…
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| All day I dream about sex,
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| Fucking handicap bitch, me, Proof and Hex!
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| And I don’t give a fuck about no Britney Spears,
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| Just tie the bitch up, nut in her ears!
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| Bucks said when I’m a cash 'for I could get it for ten
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| For the last three months you know where I been!
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| Snorting, shooting, getting a fix,
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| Got two Indian bitches in the motel 6
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| Four bags and twenty bears,
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| And I don’t even know who the fuck D12 is!
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| I’m on the stage doing a lovesong, (forever…)
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| You’ll fall, knowing damn well I’m wrong,
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| And I don’t want no prostitute to have no sex,
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| I wanna bitch to break my neck, while I try to get her wet!
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| So, kids! |
| Don’t smoke no weed!
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| Cause you’ll end up just like me!
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| I’m a psycho! |
| And It’s fucking with me again!
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| My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe…
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| We hate life, hate life, hate life,
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| FUCK YOUR LIFE!
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| Nigga fuck you life!
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| Nigga!
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| Nigga fuck my life! |