| This is Corey Taylor and you’re tuning in to DOG BOY Radio
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| Thraxx
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| Ugh
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| Plannin' robberies (Yeah)
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| Put him in his place, now when I’m walking up, they leave (Okay)
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| Take that nigga keys, pop that nigga spleen (What?)
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| Stab him in his (Ruff, ruff), now he cannot pee (Yeah)
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| HK with a beam, it get to pointing at you niggas (Okay)
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| Swearin' that I’m beefin', brother shooting at you niggas
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| R.I.P Tom Igoe, fuck you, you a dead-ass nigga (Yeah)
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| Yeah, nope
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| If I’m in your hood, I bet you lose, ho
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| Yeah, block work, get the word out
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| I’ma get to stompin' on your head, you got the curb mouth
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| HK416 up in the trap house
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| That’s the same place your mama usually get served out (Okay)
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| I need gum, this work aggravating (Yeah)
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| Where my gun? |
| Niggas agitating (Yeah)
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| You cannot run 'cause I’m on you, chasing (Okay)
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| And you a rat bitch, clown chump (Ugh)
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| I need gum, this work aggravating (Yeah)
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| Where my gun? |
| Niggas agitating (Yeah)
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| You cannot run 'cause I’m on you, chasing (Okay)
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| And you a rat bitch, clown chump (Ugh)
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| Roll niggas, smoke 'em up in blunts (Okay)
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| Playing Fortnite in real life, pass me the double-pump (Yeah)
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| Buy that shit upfront (Okay), we don’t do no handouts
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| If you laid on pavement, I’ma take your fucking mans out (Yeah)
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| If my album flop, then it is back home to that block (What?)
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| If my album flop, then it is back to selling (Ruff, ruff)
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| If your door unlocked, then we is running in your spot (Yeah)
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| Taking all your clothes (Yeah), snatch your calicos (Yeah, yeah)
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| I need gum, this work aggravating (Yeah)
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| Where my gun? |
| Niggas agitating (Yeah)
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| You cannot run 'cause I’m on you, chasing (Okay)
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| And you a rat bitch, clown chump (Ugh)
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| I need gum, this work aggravating (Yeah)
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| Where my gun? |
| Niggas agitating (Yeah)
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| You cannot run 'cause I’m on you, chasing (Okay)
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| And you a rat bitch, clown chump (Ugh) |