| I’m the tarantula on the caterpillar
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| I’m the 18-wheeler rolling over the armadillo
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| I’m the orange-and-blue fire comin from under the skillet
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| (Do you know who you fuckin with?)
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| I’m the dick in the pussy, I’m the fly on the shit
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| I’m the motherfuckin, concrete-crushing torpedo
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| I’m that loud, hard that killed the mosquito
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| I’m the motherfuckin red ant draggin the bettle
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| Nigga remember me when you was shootin up? |
| I was that needle
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| When you coughin, I’m that (cough) that comes from your chest
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| When you dead, I’m the maggots that’s eatin your flesh
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| I’m every last sad note from the violin
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| I’m the hammer that hit that firing pin
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| I was the voice in your head that was tellin you not to try it again
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| Now I’m the carbon dioxide that replace your oxygen
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| I’m the mysterious, Mystikal monument
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| I’m the man, I’m the south, I’m the muthafuckin prince
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| Chorus: repeat 8X
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| Me? |
| A bad motherfucker, boy
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| Hater destruction, pistol bustin (BHAW, BHAW)
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| I’m the chubby one cussin, verbally keep em (?)
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| Herbaly keep em puffin, all the weed that I need
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| Smokin some trees, I groove from some left over seeds
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| Leave it to the soldier’s creed
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| On the set where they pretends (TAKE THAT)
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| Throwin some hot shit nigga (TAKE THAT BOY) faded all my ends
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| Give a fuck if it were ten
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| I want nine and the change (GIVE MY CHANGE BOY)
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| Doing strange things behind mine and my change, boy (COMIN, COMIN)
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| I’m a bad man, let it be known to any cop (FUCK Y’ALL)
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| Use a ten, many Glocks and got plenty in stock (GOT MORE NIGGA)
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| If anything the tank hot, that paper keep us heated
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| Computer can’t delete it
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| And penicillin can’t defeat it |