Lyrics:
and whip your fuckin' dick out
Now punch your friend, punch, punch your friend
Get on the fuckin' floor and punch your best friend
Your butt look flat, make
dick out
Indiana Jones and whip your fuckin' dick out
Now punch your friend – punch, punch your friend
Get on the fuckin' floor and punch your best
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
Stepped upon
What will it resemble?
Will it punch back?
The eye petrified in dark exterior
Damned by beauty
Damned by light
Damned by its own interior
out by your state
So who's stakes are higher
Double faced wet estates; taste and hate providers
Or future steaks whose eyes are never dry
Born pawns
the ground
The bee of course flies anyway
4am back again
Blow it up like Koolaid man
I might pop some M&M's
Blow it up like Eminem
I might throw a couple bands
like a pack of assholes
You'd probably get attacked by some 3rd graders
I like the old school songs
Like 2pac, Biggie, Eminem, Dr. Dre & other 90's
Battle rap spawn comin' out the dungeon
Booby trap a hacksaw then slice right through his cousin
I heard that you been pushin' that work but ain't
Kiss me with your tongue and grab me by the throat
Got no money for lunch but you still make me choke
Miss me with your punch and stab me unprovoked
Don't care 'bout problems (Yeah)
Calm down
Every my punch is (what)
Knockout
You are just fake so
Get out
Enjoy for your life and (yeah)
Chill out
friend was killed by a drunk driver
The guy got out of his car
And shot my friend in the face
'Cause I'm beginning to feel
Like a black god, black guy
I'm about to air you out
Like a car tire when the rim bent
You can't front chump
I got so many punches and bars after
This battle you gon be punch drunk
riddled by a gatling gun
With your butterfly sucker punch you knock me down
I can barely breathe whenever you're around
With your butterfly sucker punch you
This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you
And your bodyguard
No forces can force us
No we'll not taste that sauce
Cyanide Fruit Punch
No please
We remain plain
Understand
Understand
No forces can force us
No
the haters to become believers
I'd pay Kanye West to punch Justin Bieber
And then I'd buy a bunch of heroin and get really arrogant
And pay all the foreigners
lights out like iron mike Im threw there
No thang but a chicken wang that damn thang nun new here
Bad broad got two pair, hit once I'm out there
I got big
never lay down and (lose), I was definitely about to (lose)
Then Eminem came like (“nah”) “nah”
This shit is entertaining, listen to the shit they
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Eminem's in town
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
Snoop put me up on how
hands out
But not a hand-out
Nickle, you had me feelin' fly up in the No Fly
Walkin' through that Motorcity Inn like I was multi
Goons on both sides,
Dun dun dun dun dun dun, go-go gadget dick
Fucking bitch though Wu Tang Clan
Was a fucking anime
Thinks Eminem's the goat
Because he raps fast
Hair
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