| Hahaha
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| Yeah, J to the O and Mr. Grey
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| Bitch, I recommend you leave me alone, cause when I strike, it could sting for
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| years
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| And bitch, I’d rather be feared than to be revered
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| So bow down when the king appears and keep clear
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| Cause heads fly when Jokerr starts to swing his sphere
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| I’m like Gerard Butler in a fuckin' spartan suit
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| And the tip of my black boots 'bout to part them glutes
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| Like, who you really tryna start with, dukes?
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| I rhyme doper than you rappin' with my butt throwin' farts through flutes
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| The greatest rapper ever is me
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| All hype from Sea World to Bisbee
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| And throw a stingray at you like a frisbee
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| I’ll leave you lookin' tipsy then cock back me fist
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| And hit you so hard, the impact’ll resonate through history
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| You piss me off and quickly you’ll get stoned walled
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| I’m coming at you like the Indiana Jones ball
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| Kicking rhymes so heavy, I keep breakin' my own jaw
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| Jokerr, Mr. Grey, we told y’all
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We comin' with the, ha, Jokerr smile, Jokerr, ha, Jokerr style
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| Never like you seen it before, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| (Don't be surprised if I crack your jaw)
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re shuttin' it down, takin' over when we comin' to town
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| You’ll be lucky if we leave it at all
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| We’re bringin' it raw
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| So damn cold, I been and unthawed
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| Home of the J-O and the demigod
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| A guillotine goon squad, spit fire, sawed off
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| Leave you lookin' stoned, singin' «How you get so raw?»
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| Pissed off pitbull in a
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| Get too close to me and I’ma bite and kick you
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| It’s the girlfriend hits you
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| I be rockin' crowds and spitting rhymes like scriptures
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| Sick of the same swine crossin' my last line
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| I’ll punch you in the face just to touch you in your mind
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| I’m an asshole, I want the crown and the castle
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| So I stay in the trench, burn both ends of the candle
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| I got the heat in my chest like lit cigarettes
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| Heavy metal mouth, Rob Zombie
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| Spit like a right hook to your jaw
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| I’ma motherfuckin' chainsaw, Mr. Grey, the
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We comin' with the, ha, Jokerr smile, Jokerr, ha, Jokerr style
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| Never like you seen it before, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| (Don't be surprised if I crack your jaw)
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| We’re bringin' it raw, we’re bringin' it raw
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| We’re shuttin' it down, takin' over when we comin' to town
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| You’ll be lucky if we leave it at all
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| We’re bringin' it raw |