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Swing it D, swing it D, swing it

I swing my beats at the playground, ya' know
(Everybody)
Come on y'all, good assault is in effect
Put your hands in
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
At the playground!  Ya know!
Ok... I guess you know by now.
Big smash moves.
Pants inside out.

[Mark]
Into the Mizzark, chillin' in the pizzark.
I got a break,
Book man
On Good Times
When I rhyme
I hit the designated area 
I hope you got your shots cause this is lyrical malaria
Spreading, beheading fools
probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I want to live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
From here to Brooklyn 
Your shits annoying like fat-ass Bookman 
On Good Times 
When I rhyme 
I hit the designated area 
I hope you got your shots
from the moment she first cried 
She was a mountain angel certified 
She was her momma's baby, she was her daddy's pride 
Good at home, at church
probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I want to live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
fool some of the people some of the time
And you can fool most of the people all of the time
You can fool a few of the people none of the time
But you
Brownson 
Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols 
Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking 
Cold freezer,
styling
Cars would listen rolling deep with booming sounds
Its a good time to cruise around
In the parking lot where the brownie was stackin
And all
on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time
Making G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit
One-time searching me but never ever find shit
It's
pride with a knife
Enraged by your obsession with me 
Time was mental torture 
And screams of justified pain 

So ya gonna chase me now, boy
Yeah ya
is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out My Melody"
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out My Melody"
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana
probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I want to live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
Money
we said "hi",
Three hundred and sixty five days have gone by now,
And I could paint of picture of you.
I see you every time I pass your locker,
probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I want to live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
Hey motherfuckin' cube, what the fuck wrong with you?
You didn't kick the rest of that gangster fairytale shit
Why don't you kick it one good time
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out My Melody"
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I want to live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
Tear low

The trees are gone we've all been bombed by Dollars and Pounds
It's a lovely place for a slaughterhouse and children's playgrounds

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