| Fuck, fuck, fuck, uh
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| Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody
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| Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody
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| Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody
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| Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck everybody
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| God damn it I said it
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| Fuck everybody
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| NATAS any Tom, Dick, and Charlie
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| I mean that shit, never sorry
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| Times have changed today
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| I’m getting higher than Bob Marley
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| Fuck the CIA and the FBI
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| When my shotgun Blaz4me
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| To Hell’s where I’m sending 'em
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| Fuck the twelve jurors
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| And that bitch George Zimmerman
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| Fuck everything you like and love
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| Believe it
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| I don’t need Flavor Flav to hype it up
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| NATAS in this bitch
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| Time to rock this bitch
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| Welcome to the apocalypse
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| You’re welcome to follow this
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| Come on, fuck you, kill yourself
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| Just when you thought, «I'mma die a simple death»
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| Just when you thought ain’t no real niggas left
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| NATAS, fuck everybody
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| I say fuck all these rappers
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| I say fuck all these DJs
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| Fuck these radio stations
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| And every record they replay
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| All this he say, she say
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| Only doing what we say
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| Sold that Boomin' Words from Hell
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| Five hundred dollars on eBay
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| Nigga, fuck
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| If you hate me, get in line
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| Must I rewind who I am
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| Michael Jackson: Remember the Time
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| 'Bout to Moonwalk on your grave
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| Better run and hide somewhere
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| Deep off in a cave
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| Those janky promoters
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| Who can’t fuck with these Wicket flowers
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| And niggas who got on with this style like they don’t know us
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| I’ll kill your whole family with the 12-gauge Mossberg
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| Stick my dick all in your ear
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| Fuck what you heard
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| Pussy
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| I say fuck everybody
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| Come through in a Maserati
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| Crazy shoot up your party
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| Know I’m down to catch a hommie
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| And my name ain’t Tommy
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| But I know he’ll figure
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| So the nigga’ll try me
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| I’m like fuck
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| If you don’t know who I am, do your research
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| You’s a dead man, you gonna need a hearse
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| I’m saying fuck you, 'cause you said fuck me first
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| I say FUQERRBDY on the front of my t-shirt |