F-ck an intro man, lets go... I come around like what goes around What goes up must come down Anyone who comes up must go down Might as well go for the gusto now Better not let up better not let them breath Last shot give it all you got Try to turn me down b-tch get f-cked with the volume nob F-ck all you snobs Hoes I hope all you rott 2 bottles of lubriderm and a box of condoms is that all you brought And you wanna menage a trois you twats F-ck that I'd rather turn this club to a bar room brawl Get as rowdy as Roesthlisberger in a bathroom stall Like a leaf stuck in a vacuum your only nuttin but a whole lot of suckin' Goin' on in rap Yeah but I'm home Bad to the bone Back in the zone Let him alone You don't wanna go eggin' him on It'll never be my chair that your on Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen Otherwords there's no heir to the throne When I die so does hip hop Hitchcock better sh-t bitch ass got a zip locked in a bag You fags aint been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top Keep blogging while I'm mind boggling my zone like I'm in the twilight Talking of my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it Flow so wet I'mma take this beat tobogganing I'm water logging it, I'm sogging it Pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it Suplex it on cement like I'm on some straight outta compton sh-t Take this d-ck and chomp on it I'm so bad I can b-tch slap a back handed compliment Jack ass eat a donkey d-ck The game I just about ...
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