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ständig versetz')
Ich sag' dir wieso (ich sag' dir wieso)
(Baby, ich hab' keinen Kopf mehr für all diesen Stress
Denn ich hab' einen Tumor von dir
Denn

No regression these niggas ain't take it far as us
No deception I cannot fall for appearances
You tell em something next day they gone act oblivious

Growing tumor spreading poison all over your body, destroying your lungs in slow decay. Making you to expel the damaged tissue by your nose.

Upgrade U

Jay-Z

B'day

2006

can I? (Up), lett me (up) grade you
Partner, let me upgrade you

Partner, let me upgrade you
Flip a new page
Introduce you to some new things,

Upgrade U

Beyoncé

B'day [Bonus Tracks/Bonus DVD]

2006

can I? (Up), lett me (up) grade you
Partner, let me upgrade you

Partner, let me upgrade you
Flip a new page
Introduce you to some new things,

Upgrade U ilhouse Confessions) [Blu-Ray]

Jay-Z

The Beyoncé Experience: Live

2007

that rock on your finger's like a tumor
You can't fit your hand in your new purse
It's humorous to me; they watchin' and we just yachtin'
Island

you hear now
The voice of yours truly
Teleport out my own body for comfort
I don't pass judgment, past life regressions keep me in question
Where

was laid by a spider
My motor skills are held back by societal tumors
Our destiny is set to be all pawns for the plutocracy
Our only weight as people is

develop in the brain

Vision impaired by melanoma
Skin afflictions cover epidermis
Innards attacked by spreading fibroma
Attaching tumors cling to the host

Extra slayed
Smoking on that big strong kush call it grade A
Bitches getting way too drunk off the haterade
Talking all that shit but the bed still not

make mi brain a move like 14 shooter
A di truth and mi have high grade and mi never need a tutor [Cross!]
Gorilla nah guh deal with none a dem baboon yah

She in my head
Why she in my head
Back in this bitch it's me and Tr1pt

This bitch in my head like a tumor
Her legs open spread like a rumor
Got her

regression
These maggots get shredded
They make me so sick in the head my
Shrink need a shrink after the session
Fucking rappers is ass and
Plastic for hittin'

right
And just like that I let it go in second
Didn't know that in message was big lesson
At the time i couldn't it I was in like grade 7
Till it all came

the word gay
Rumors grow like tumors, my ass increased & so did they
I still remember 7th grade when my metabolism caved
My family members like you gettin

you never talked to me really (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Putting my pain up to date (Date)
The first time it hit me was in the eighth grade (Grade)
A close

on his hand
The doc inspected and said, this ain't come from a door
He called them tumors, and claimed there could be hundred more
My Mom jaw touch

and depression
Evolution is regression
Deny your desire
Extinguish obsession
A friend of yours told you
That he could not get through
Existence for instance
Should

she’s a bad bet
Baby built bad look like Meg Thee Stallion
Old hoes mad that I’m getting paid
Girl your chest still in the 3rd grade
Growth regression

future?
You gotta shine
It doesn't matter it's a Vaseline

Regression turned into my reflection
What's in the bottle can be your addition
Shit will fuck up

Warfare of a new grade
Our punishment for fighting back is ravaging disease
Twisting existence
Our only hope to cure is through experimenting
Loss

kinda poor
Is not just normally poor
You get the grades to go to college
That's the first in the house
That's even though your mother died your dad is

Sharks in the Gene Pool

Jello Biafra

The Sky Is Falling, and I Want My Mommy

1991

lowa
Filled with tumor-infested cows
Failed experiments hidden 'til sold
To your local school lunch program

Grade D, but edible
Our food, our life, our

übern See geflogen
Dunstschwaden wirbeln durch den Raum der kaum noch zu erkennen ist
Kunstfarben färben grade meinen Traum der mich nicht pennen lässt