| You’re nothin' but a dirty, dirty old man
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| You do your thinkin' with a one track mind
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| Keep talkin' 'bout heavens glory
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| On your face is a different story
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| Clean up your rap, your story’s gettin' dirty
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| Wash out your mouth, your lies are gettin' rusty
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| Can’t believe nothin' you say
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| I’m around and I see what you do
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| You know you’re funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
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| You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
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| Same ol' game, same ol' thing
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| You never changed, always rappin'
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| 'Bout the same ol' thing, yeah
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| Blowin' minds is a thing of the past
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| You blew your chance that’s why it never last
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| You wanna be a graduated mother
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| But in reality you’re just another brother
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| You think you’re slick
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| You can’t stand a lot of greasin'
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| Things you do ain’t never really pleasin'
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| Can’t believe nothin' you say
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| I’m around and I see what you do
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| You know you’re funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
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| You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
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| Same ol' game, same ol' thing
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| Always rappin', always rappin'
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| 'Bout the same ol' thing, yeah
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| You put yourself upon a big stool
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| There’s nothin' worse than an educated fool
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| Talkin' sex is your favorite conversation
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| Peace and love is a famous generation
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| What’s in your head has really, really started
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| Showing your conversation’s all gettin' boring
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| Can’t believe nothin' you say
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| I’m around and I see what you do
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| You know you’re a funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
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| You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
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| Same ol' game, same ol' game
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| Same ol' thing, same ol' thing
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| Always rappin', always rappin'
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| 'Bout the same ol' thing, yeah |