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Spell It Out

The Lonely Island

The Wack Album

2013

D-U-D-E-T-H-A-T-H-A-S-S-E-X-W-I-T-H-P-I-G-S-F
O-R-M-O-N-E-Y­-B-U-T-O-N-L-Y-A-S-A-S-I-D-E-T
H-I-N-G-R-I-G-H-T-N-O-W,I-'­-M-J-U-S-T-S-H-O
R-T-O-N-C-A-S-H-A-N-D-H-A-V-E

on me
They think I’m ghetto
Gotta be careful in the streets
Cause they trynna put a target on me
They think I'm ghetto
G-H-E-T-T-O
G-H-E-T-T-O
G-H-E

everyday cause I smoke for the taste and the n*gga he smoke for the h*e
Walk in the store and I’m reeking I ain’t go no weed in my pocket I’m full

Sustancia para mezclar
Slime
Pongo a esa h*e a contar
To High
Escuela negro va a aprender
Como es que es
Si quieren pueden tratar

Estilo tengo en hd

woo, wooo )


Hei ya

Offsaca rouba flow

Mas não tem como um gajo mesmo é muito bom

Farto de cantar sozinho

Que até nesse som me levo tipo sou h*e (

it's the A-V-E-R-S-I-O-N-T-H-E-R-A-P-Y
Aversion Therapy, perfect for scaring the masses
And turning you bastards to the side and turn a blind eye
With

contar
Nota de dim por dim, enfim vou empilhar
O bonde passou não tem como acompanhar

D I N H E I R O
Me fez sentir menos pior
E faz ela senta melhor

D I

it n***a I hit it n***a I hit it n***a
I got to get it n***a
Hit it hit it hit it hit it hit it
Go
Yessir I'm in go mode
I done f**ked ya h*e and I

Es padilla men
Aveces siento que ya no sé que puedo contar
Pero cada día es nuevo algo raro pasa
Ése mismo día esa h*e me volvió a marcar
Mira que

Triple 9
Triple 6
H-E-Double Hockey Sticks
I don't know where heaven is
I don't know which lane I'm in
If I die, in the night
Will I roam with my

Don't play with these n*ggas, can't f*ck with no h*e
Number one rule, act like you broke 
Say f*ck it and go get a bag on the low
Ice on my neck
After I

[intro]
G-h-e-t-t-o
This is how you start one
Where you started from
On a mission to check
No doubt, got that
I need a couple of minutes to bring

Slid in that h*e like a finger roll
Scoob Alley Oopd I Slam Dunked It
That's the real meaning of a give and go
I just need the green like Piccolo
Can't

rockstar
M u r d e r e r everybody know I take shit to far
Way out to fucking Mars
Way out til I hit the stars
H e l l b o y fuck you nigga you gonna die
Go

numbness
Face my outcome
Chase her portrays from place glum
Brace em cordless like cases crumb
Ain’t got time for no h*e
Ain’t got time for no h*e
Don’t you

that really matters is the change that your last name get
U-S-H-E-R
You can have it, it’s already yours
U-S-H-E-R
You & Me, forever more
Tell that man

decide
If you're really who we say you are
Let's go!

H! E! R! O! Let's go!
H! E! R! O! Let's go!
H! E! R! O! Let's go!
H! E! R! O! Let's go!

do I have to be?
Won't you tell me?

(H-E-A-V)
(Why is it so fucking heavy?)
(H-E-A-V)
(Why is it so fucking heavy?)
(H-E-A-V)
(Why is it so fucking

h.e.a.d. u.p.
And never g.i.v.e. u.p.
And keep ya h.e.a.d. u.p.
And never g.i.v.e. u.p.
And keep ya h.e.a.d. u.p.
And never g.i.v.e. u.p.
And keep ya

I'm caught up with the devil
I'm in a trance, I am tonight
Lately I've been living inside H-E-L-L
Only you can save me
I've been drowning in my fears

ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ! 
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ from the H E L L!*
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ! 
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ!
ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵘˢ from

To the first years of my life, my inspiration

I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
The first place I would call my home
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E

Blood stained tears I got red on my boots
Fu***d on your h*e in the back of my coupe
Kisses on my chest that bi**h sweet like a fruit
Diamonds on my

to say no
I took your sh*t you can't get it back
Ain't never been scared of no h*e
I'm good everywhere that I go
Constantly spending on clothes
B*tch make