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*NSYNC [Germany] (*NSYNC) · *NSYNC [Australia] (*NSYNC) · The Essential *NSYNC (*NSYNC) · *NSYNC (*NSYNC) · We are N Sync (*NSYNC) · *NSYNC [Australian Bonus Tracks] (*NSYNC) · In Sync: Music for Ballet Class (Lisa Harris) · A Little out of Sync (Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan) · *NSYNC [Japan Bonus Tracks] (*NSYNC) · Sync (QinetiQ) – and 90 other albums »


the way
N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
Lip-sync and buy
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
Lip sync and buy
braggadocious
[hach, spit] y'all niggaz got some fuckin' nerve
To critic what I write, that's my muh'fuckin' word
Blah blah blah, like N'Sync

Kiss that ass
fuckin nerve
to critic what I write, that's my muh'fuckin word
Blah blah blah, like N'Sync
Kiss that ass "Bye Bye Bye" knahmsayin? I ain't playin
Christina, and N'Sync
Why even bother, we'll all be gone by next week

[Chorus]
N'Sync
And I don't care about your link, or your luxury car
I shed light with more magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon talk pick thick
So don't
Hornet 

Girl DREAM ON IT, I put the Killa Bee sting on it 

Rejuvenated, honey kept her throat lubricated 

Let off so much ?, N-Sync couldn't
frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
Ha, better go and get yours
Filling the bowl with hot shit style
I pop more than N*Sync got enough dynamite
To bust a whole Brinks box
To stuff in
where the wizard was N'sync and I was Conan
I sliced 5 necks at the stem
Laced the mic with see-4 set to blow when Usher Raymond begin
Then stuck my Tim's
thousand women ( ? ) from N'Sync to Eminem

[ CHORUS ]
Don't stop, I said you won't stop
And if you with me, then we ride until the beat drop
Who got
found yo' body stankin
And you won't be body linkin, what you thought I was from N'Sync?
I'm a country muh'fucker who ain't changed my clothes in six
frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap s***
a deal I was still butt naked
God signed this, like keeping' the Lord's promise
The truth nigga like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync
nigga
Like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync
And couldn't outsell me
I'm a legend in my own time
A prophet in my own rhymes
A king
twenty-six-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin
With instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin' brats can't
on to you is like a scary dream
Yet a nightmare, clashing into my day time
This a be my last hello, now baby goodbye
We ain't N'Sync, I'm gone
So cry me
strokin' her mink
Looking for the missing link
But all I find is Pink and N'Sync
She's sweet, sixteen and good yet she's callin' me a creep
'Cause I'm
like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
N'Sync, Makin da band and Milli Vanilli had broken up,

Gas prices
B-Boy stance
Making this money Bye-Bye like the N-Sync dance
I be running in your mama like it's my last steps
And I'ma balling ass nigga bank with
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster 'n you can
C'mon hoss lets have some fun
Go on shoot me with a radar gun
You look bored and I sure
since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse 
And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works 
And it sells and it helps in its
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse 
And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre s*** that works 
And it sells and it helps in its
since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse 
And just blurt this bezerk and bizarre shit that works 
And it sells and it helps in its
bread
Believe in what I said
Don't bet against the spread
Won a car ??
'cause every mic I touch is dead
Doin' it since hot N*Sync
Playdoes and legos