Lyrics:
Megadeth
Y'all punk MCs better save your freaking breath
You's a corny motherfucker
You must be high smoking dust with Chris Tucker
Y'all faggot asses
gotta be a trick for the deaf dumb and blind
Now would you set up home, and wait for a Mystery God
to bring Food, Clothing, and Shelter?
the Nicotine Man
And I'm gonna take control of your nervous system as best as I can
I'm the Nicotine Man
Smoke a couple ciggies
And you're gonna be my fan
I'm
Maljhai!
I say it do it, then I done it
I'm so true, I'm so one hunnit
Chris brown how I run it, Michael Dickson how I punt it
If you love me give me
feet
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow But first, I gotta
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
I'm the man, I'm the man... all year, All year
I'm the man, I'm the man... even
While your man here
Heard to be the man you gotta beat
The man ohh
I'm the man, I'm the man... all year, All year
I'm the man, I'm the man... even
While your man here
Heard to be the man you gotta beat
The man ohh
conscientious by design
To reach the heights of academe,
To be the captain of the tea,
To CEO a thousand who
Will do the things I say to doAnd I will make
of posts on his page
Got him, bro
Got him froze
Bouta roll up, got a lot of dope
We gon' roll up on him, bye lil bro
Sayonara,
Nigga I'll be rich by tomorrow
on a fast track
I wanna be earning
You're cool with getting by
That's why you starve prat
I ain't concerned about you, I'm getting mine
There's nothing I
ain't real nigga
That's bullshit
Niggas be lyin for a dime all the damn time
So nigga I'm trynna get mine
AK99 if I gotta get it prime my nigga I
Ain't
Took karate, mommy told me, "Tyler toughen up"
Rihanna haircut, somebody tell Chris Brown to fuck me up
Had to teach the bitch manners, now I gotta
You could be a scopes, you could be a G
Could ask anything, it's a "Aight man" to me
Show me what you're on
Where's you're cash? Raise your wall
Yeah, y'all think we playin'? Haha (Uh)
It's The Conglomerate chris Breezy
Busta Buss lonny B, get 'em
Callin' me at 4 up in the mornin'
Just got
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lord
I’m surrounded by all these bad girls
Yeah yeah
Lord
I’m surrounded by all these bad girls
Woah
Yeah
Man,
They be comin'
niggas might be right
I'm so regular, nigga gotta shit tonight
Take it back, Selektah, let 'em know it's Trice
Put your seatbelts on, we gon' ride
you to wherever it's warmer
Then I gotta rip off your dress like a warm up
Haha, but I'm just gettin' warmed up
So tell your man he better get his
you to wherever it's warmer
Then I gotta rip off your dress like a warm up
Haha, but I'm just gettin' warmed up
So tell your man he better get his
beautiful
Wanna be my man
Yes or no
Told my girl
In the back
Pass the note
Hope I don't get caught
Had to take a chance
Cuz you're so damn beautiful
When you
your room and your board,
And it's nice to have the price of a "cig."
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do a jig.
You've gotta be
Black boy brown boy lightskin white boy
No boy quite like the anime villain
Tall boy buff boy cute smile nice boy
Dre, Chris, Sai, Imran and Dylan
two man cell?) something's in the water
(Something's in the water)
And if I gotta brown nose for some gold
Then I'd rather be a bum than a dumb
Dumb
the spot
Run up in the spot
Playing with the heat like Chris Brown
Jumping in the pussy, like it my first time
She gone ride tha dick it's
Ain't no stop sign
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