Lyrics:
your brain
And start spinning your brain around
And you get angry
And you get shocked and you say
I can't believe that guy did that
I can't believe he
forward and five inches back
I got a, I got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a, I got an angry inch
A long story short
to me
Tough guy come on turn it high for me
Calm down then I get a little bit angry
Boys come on we can make it little bit sexy
Bish don't getting close
rising to fame
'Nuff of these guys will lose
Their mind for the fame grind for my name
I know it sounds a little bit insane
But I'll die for my chain
I'm
back
I got a
I got an angry inch
(Long story short!)
Yeah, long story short
When I woke up from the operation I was bleeding down there
I was bleeding
claustrophobic skinny jeans
I let my little buddy fly
I'm a shorts guy
There's a real small fashion living in our world today
And I'm bringing forth the season in
Sometimes, I feel
Which is a miracle to say out loud, because men ain't supposed to have feelings
Except anger
When I'm sad, I'm angry
When I'm
an angry world
Full of crazy people
Crazy angry people
Ain’t no need to be gettin’ all angry baby
But it’s alright, it’s OK if you want to get a little bit
inches forward and five inches back
I got a, I got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I got a, I got an angry inch
(Long story short
you're vexed
I can see it in your eyes and your neck
I'm like, come on dog, your wife is a pest
Just being a guy makes me a threat
Just seeking advice can
five inches back
I got a, I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward, five inches back
I got a, I've got an angry inch
Long story short!
Yeah, long
bad guy
Little smile - little smile
Short hair, aaaa, my style
Bad guy - bad guy
Little smile - little smile
caaaa, aaa, my style
Bad guy - bad guy
things
Yeah it's the little things
That drive me wild
I'm like a mad dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some
and be nose to nose
Cause I’m your short king (your short king)
Your short king (your short king)
You don’t have to Wonder about guys 5’10” and under
On shoulders in the summertime
This little light of mine, I used to let it shine
Back in my prime I didn't realize that real guys could make it
So I hid what
But I wrote this scheme at
Little China eatin' Chinese food
I spit China
He food and I chew through niggas
Pause! See Charles gotta trick
Hoes to get
to decide
That I will write like the guy
Who made me wanna pick up the mic
And spit like I'm running out of time or about to die
Never short of breath I feel
tantrums, so I'm not surprised I'm undesired when I'm too hardwired
Watch out
It's a Short Guy's Tantrum
Watch out
It's a Shorty Tantrum
Shorty Tantrum
Watch
Whooo 'Hey'. Oh, Yeh'.
Hey now look you guys,
I'm puttin' down so you better pick it up
And Remember always'
Into each heart some tears must fall
she love me
Yeah she is a...
She all in my bed
She act like a hoe
She just want to fuck
I just want to kiss
I tell that little bitch
Lil baby let go
She
You're lookin' for trouble
You've come to the right place
Come on baby, smack the smegma
All across the place because...
I took little pieces
Surenos, bloods and crips
I got some war wounds
Angry all the time
And almost never in a happy mood
My moms raised me
Like i'm guessing yours raised you
away
Beat us? You little guys? Right
In your wildest dream
You ain't never seen a team like
I gotlike I gotlike I got
Peanuts! Popcorn! Peanuts!
Trying to compose the perfect prose
I kept it short and simple light and charming
Didn't want to be alarming
I signed your friend then I hit send
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