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Gentlemen and ladies, it's your boy, the dude
Freaky, fre-fre-fresh
We gon' bring it to you somethin' like this

Woof, I'm a animal, yes, I am
to the crowd, 

The age is 20, I'm from the south! 
Be a part, 
Break my heart. 
Get ready for this, 

Mind your own biz. 
People in the front, 
Show me
belongs to me
Touch me with your animal grace

Put your hand on my heart 
And feel the need in me

Let me be the one
Lead me into temptation
to the crowd, 

The age is 20, I'm from the south! 
Be a part, 
Break my heart. 
Get ready for this, 

Mind your own biz. 
People in the front, 
Show me
and favors
Cradled by twelve empty Zelda heart containers
Man, it's freezing in this brick bitch, winter forever
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry
through
Villain, man in the mask, spit in the face
Show him where to go, inside a hand basket case

The defendant's confession!

Uh, nothing further
put on your sweater.
Feelin' like a white, I think it doesn't matter
Super, dope, def, and even outrageous
If I was an animal, they'dve kept me in
say ..
Maybe we could divide it in two
Maybe my animals live in Your Zoo

You say..
My hate, My frown
My kingdom, My crown
My palace and court is mine
to the crowd, 

The age is 20, I'm from the south! 
Be a part, 
Break my heart. 
Get ready for this, 

Mind your own biz. 
People in the front, 
Show me
to the crowd, 
The age is twenty, I'm from the south! 
Be a part, 
Break my heart. 
Get ready for this, 
Mind your own biz. 
People in the front, 
Show me
to the wall

We wait out the day, we burn in the sun
We move in by night, and kill everyone
Show no emotions, have no regrets
Made to take pain, no fear
from the pages of your comic-books, your super-crooks
And show us all the way?
Well, make your will and testament
Won't you join your local
to the wall
We wait out the day, we burn in the sun
We move in by night, and kill everyone

Show no emotions, have no regrets
Made to take pain, no fear
show she said,
I kinda like your style,
Well maybe we could go to bed,
And I can help you run the three minute mile,
But first you got to take
get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it's super kao wai, that means super cute in Japanese
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
Bishoujo,
wait til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B. 
Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese) 
The streets of Harajuku are your
got the rhythm that'll row right through yah,
Throw your hands up if the music soothes yah,
We rock on like a power booster
Thousand Foot with
and whips make me hard and excite me
Come on, throw your hands up and pretend you wanna fight me

Dominant by definition
So turned on by your submission
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
Your super crooks
And show us all the way.
Well! make your will and testament. won't you? 
Join
a suite
It could have happened

What happened to the tattoo on your hand?
Are you still in Arizona?
Remember you was telling me 'bout those plans
How
the pages of your comic-books, your super crooks
And show us all the way?
Well, make your will and testament
Won't you join your local government?
We'll
cheddar in my land, a hand only that that man (and he drop)
And figure out what the eleventh letter is fam and animals is stand on (that Glock)
And cut
If I lay low and let the day go it'll slow my payroll 
Aye-yo I'm a terrorize charge and slay shows 
Ra slay flows go as far as the Barbados
had became yours?
If a nigga's sane flows, you know everything goes
Fuckin' in it til' it's colorful as rainbows
Sportin' furry Kango's, she can't
And a payment on the Jag.
Won't you try this personal bazooka, 
Make you feel like a man,
Show the little girls what's what 
By the size of the thunder in