| Maniac laugh while I run through the jungle
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| TNT stash, I like watching you crumble
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| If drink so cool, you should shoot up a bundle
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| Boy I’m pissin in your urn, that’s just me bein humble
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| (Woah) Coma, and she fresh out a coma
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| Who’s that, your breath is a disgusting aroma
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| Move back, I’m a Schizo, switchin personas
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| I just wiped my ass with my high school diploma
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| Jawbreak, poprocks in your bitch mouth
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| All day, Jigsaw, I do sick shit
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| Broad day, I’m the Phantom of the Opera
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| Broadway, throwin on the M-A-S-K
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| Jawbreak, poprocks in your bitch mouth
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| All day, Jigsaw, I do sick shit
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| Broad day, I’m the Phantom of the Opera
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| Broadway, throwin on the M-A-S-K
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| If you see me out in public you don’t have to approach me
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| When I’m filling up my tank or when I’m shopping for groceries
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| I’ll snatch your fuckin head and take it home as a trophy
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| If you come and say hello, you wasn’t listening closely
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| John Snow blade bitch I’m whipping out pages
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| Only one take in the script, it’s outrageous
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| when I open up cages, two in one box if you coughin too spacious
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| Down with the pigs, up with your fists
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| Stranded out west, stuck with your piss
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| Cradle to the grave, womb to the tomb
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| everybody meets doom (Hello!)
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| Shut up
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| Tantalizer, spewin out saliva
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| Nothing with the something, Hooligan MacGyver
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| Hypnotizer, psycho-analyzer
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| Undertaker, designated driver
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| You ain’t slick, you ain’t movie theater butter
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| Some would call it getting head, I call it cleaning out the gutter
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| You gon pay me for my service, i-i-i don’t think I stuttered
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| Your new boyfriend is a bum, I guess at least you got each other (ah)
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| The fuck does NSYNC got on Lil Biscuit?
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| The fuck a frat boy sayin to a misfit?
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| Zeta girls tryna suck up on a dipshit
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| Pussy so fire, had me sitting through a chick flick
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| Jawbreak, poprocks in your bitch mouth
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| All day, Jigsaw, I do sick shit
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| Broad day, I’m the Phantom of the Opera
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| Broadway, throwin on the M-A-S-K
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| Jawbreak, poprocks in your bitch mouth
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| All day, Jigsaw, I do sick shit
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| Broad day, I’m the Phantom of the Opera
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| Broadway, throwin on the M-A-S-K |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jigsaw , by - hooligan chase. Song from the album Thomas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп