| He’s about to blow, better let your friends know
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| He’s a psycho, on the mic call him Michael
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| Myers, haters greener then Hydro
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| They wanna hate on me, then let them hate
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| I was born with thicker skin then a whale, I can take
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| Anything, any pressure, I can barely break
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| Whoever dares to offend, I’ll defend my state
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| You got bars homie, talk the talk homie
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| Can you walk the walk, you walking awkwardly
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| You keep stalking me, you want a part of me
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| You better off catching sharks by the jaws and teeth
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| Better pause the beef like I just paused the beat
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| Beat your ass to a bloody pool off your feet
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| Bitch mentioned my name, it will cost a fee
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| You wanna cross me? |
| Go ahead, cross the T
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| You fucking bitch bastard, turn my finger up
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| Mix, mastered, bitch plastered on a single nut
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| Finger fuck the whole world while I’m taking dumps
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| I don’t give a fuck bitch, I’m crazy nuts
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| They call me Nasty, Denace gone mental
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| He’s about to blow, better let your friends know
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| He’s a psycho, on the mic call him Michael
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| Myers, haters greener then Hydro
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| You’re wack as fuck, your mouth smells like ass and nuts
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| Your lyrics suck like fucking vacuum pumps
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| You’re a fucking punk, you bitch-made faggit
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| I can’t stand you, well sit down dammit
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| I never asked for your opinions, did I?
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| Not today, not tomorrow, never will I
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| Give a crap what you think, I hope you realize
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| That your thoughts mean nothing to this guy
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| So please save yourself time and shut up
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| All these hate letters you send are cut up
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| You dumb fuck, you’re playing Russian Roulette
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| You’re mad cause I’m getting paid, he’s cutting your check
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| I’mma entrepreneur, you’re shit in a sewer
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| Grass laid under manuever you under achiever
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| I wanna believe you hate me but you’re trying to envy
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| I know you love me deep down so take a bag of 2 pennies (you need it)
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| They call me Nasty, Denace gone mental
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| He’s about to blow, better let your friends know
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| He’s a psycho, on the mic call him Michael
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| Myers, haters greener then Hydro
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| Oh, look at you talking all that gangsta shit
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| You’s a gangsta, huh? |
| Nah you’s a motherfucking bitch
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| See one day I’mma catch you motherfuckers that talk shit behind the pc
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| Because you don’t see me motherfucker but when I do
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| I’mma break your motherfucking neck bitch |