| Yep, mullet flicking my black mane
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| I crack chains, don’t act sane
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| A sharpshooter just like I’m Max Payne
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| A splittin' image a warlords
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| Decapitating rappers with two swords
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| Malevolent we rollin' in war hoards
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| Fuck em they never gave me the knowledge
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| I can’t empower the children
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| With kindness or tenderness
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| I’m seeing red
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| I march an army, the cult figure
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| Drink malt liquor, the cold liver
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| A soul killer we murder excellence
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| Wet panties I pick em up and I flick em off
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| Pay ticket cost the complaining it made we wicked soft
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| I clap cheeks like back hands from Van Dam
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| Feed masses off the back of a chariot, while I bam-bam
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| The mic is perfectly weighted up when a pull it
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| Wing it hard with the secrets of alchemy to bite the bullet
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| They’ll never take me alive commit Seppuku
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| And live on through my children and stories cause I got buku
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| Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
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| Catcha girly by the toe
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| If she squealing let it blow
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| Buy her dinner walk her home
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| I been a bad boy, I been a bad boy
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| I been up all night babe, I been up all night babe
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| I been a bad boy, I been a bad boy
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| I’m just try’na get off that thing
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| Where you heading? |
| Downtown
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| You could get it, Downtown
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| Where you heading? |
| Downtown
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| I’m just try’na get downtown babe
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| You should wear protection I’m the best disease
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| I’m getting freaky with some chikkis on some ecstasy
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| I’m like pistol Pete when I drop my jeans
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| And my finger feeling happy I might press the g, less go
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| I bring the terror, I walk it in with double leathers
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| Panic force yeh, we the ones you looking for
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| You a kid, you a cat, you a bitch
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| I run it back, drop a stack, slip a disk
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| I’m at the disco
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| Tryna get a bikkie
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| And get decked
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| With the crew but a kitty
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| Won’t leave tryna sign me on her titty
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| Like fuck girl, I just want a beerie
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| I’m the dark knight swinging in a bar fight
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| Ride Gotham like a mother fucking half pipe
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| I could see the whole world through a glass I’ma
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| Put the P at the end of an R. I
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| Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
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| Catcha girly by the toe
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| If she squealing let it blow
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| Buy her dinner walk her home
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| I been a bad boy, you’ve been a bad boy
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| I been up all night babe, you’ve been up all night babe
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| I been a bad boy, you’ve been a bad boy
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| I’m just tryna get off that thing
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| Where you heading? |
| Downtown
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| You could get it, Downtown
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| Where you heading? |
| Downtown
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| I’m just tryna get off that thing
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| Bad boy needs
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| Don’t mind me
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| Bad boy B
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| I’m just tryna get off that thing
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| Bad boy bleeds
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| Don’t mind me
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| Bad boy B
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| I’m just tryna get off that thing |