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The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a fuckin' minute I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a second I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a fucking minute I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a second I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up I don't find it funny right now (right now) Just want my ma-ma-ma-money right now (now) I'm on my way to the party right now (right now) Because the break, the break, the break I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up |
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Is it simple enough for you Does everybody understand Are still following me Is it simple enough for you Does everybody understand And you are still, still Is it simple enough for you Does everybody understand Are you still following me Is it simple enough for you Does everybody understand And you are still, still Shout i talk slower like your a retard Should i talk slower like your retarded You think, think your dumb I, think your smart No wait, i lied I, think your dumb They, think your dumb I, think your smart No wait, i lied i think your dumb Get it, get it, get it You just don't get it Get it, get it, get it You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fu..cker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fuck Is it simple enough for you Does everbody understand Are still following me Is it simple enough for you Does everybody understand And you are still, still Should i talk slower like your a retard Should i talk slower like your retarded You think, think you dumb I, think your smart No wait, i lied I, think your dumb They, think your dumb I, think your smart No wait, i lied i think your dumb Get it, get it, get it You just don't get it Get it, get it, get it You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fu..cker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fuck It's under your nose, it's under your nose, it's under your nose, it's under your nose It's over your head, it's over your head, it's over your head, it's over your head It's outta reach, it's outta reach, it's outta your reach You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fu..cker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fucker You stupid mother fuck nana-nana-nana-danananana nana-nana-nana-danananana nana-nana-nana-danananana nana-nana-nana-danananana |
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Beat me up
Beat me down Mess me up Beyond all recognition For what it's worth I'd do it again With no consequence I will do it again Hard up, so hunt me down, down, down Jump the gun bust a cap hit the ground yo yo yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk I been silly, but not absurd Cause you know that's what I heard Tell ya thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I just there to in-jure On the fence The consequence What do they know About that On the track Ahead in the back What do they know About that I'm quite depressed I'm quite a mess Beat me up Beat me down Mess me up Beyond all recognition For what it's worth I'd do it again With no consequence I will do it again Hard up, so hunt me down, down, down Jump the gun bust a cap hit the ground yo yo yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk I been silly, but not absurd Cause you know that's what I heard Tell ya thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I just there to in-jure On the fence The consequence What do they know About that On the track Ahead of the pack What do they know About that I'm quite depressed I'm quite a mess Hey, someone to stab in the back Hey, someone to fall through the crack Hey, someone to punch in the face Hey, someone to fall through the crack Written all over my face <i>[repeat]</i> Jump the gun bust a cap hit the ground yo yo yo, word My tendency's never returned Received like a big fat jerk I been silly, but not absurd Cause you know that's what I heard Tell ya thoughts that's most impure So everything's splendid, sure I just there to in-jure On the fence The consequence What do they know About that On the track Ahead in the back What do they know About that I'm quite depressed I'm quite a mess |
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| 2:18 |
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Two hookers and an eight ball
Can you believe that I write this shit Two hookers and an eight ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool I definitely give myself props And that way I always get what I want I always try to keep my edge With two hookers and an eight ball Nigga for all the stolen goods As I rock that niggas and get freaky-deaky With a front row ticket for all of my bitches 'Cause my mamma said to pick the very best one Two hookers and an eight ball Can you believe that I write this shit Two hookers and an eight ball It ain't that fuckin' hard I'm standing up to all my abuse Inexperience is where I lose I'm struggling to keep my edge With two hookers and an eight ball Baby, for all the fine ladies Falling out of my Mercedes and into the eighties With a bad case of rabies and a high-top fade Two hookers and an eight ball Can you believe that I write this shit Two hookers and an eight ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool I'm not that fucking wonderful No no no I thought I told you to go I'm not that fucking wonderful No no no I thought I told you to go I'm not that fucking wonderful No no no I thought I told you to go Puppy dog Puppy dog Eight ball nigga's for all the stolen goods I rock them bitches and get freekydeeky With the front row tickets for all of my bitches 'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one Two hookers and an eight ball Can you believe that I write this shit Two hookers and an eight ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool Two hookers and an eight ball Can you believe that i write this shit Two hookers and an eight ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool |
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| 2:29 |
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Everyone in highschool will worship
The fucking ground I walk on If it was up to me I'll never be a target I'll never be a fucking virgin But it's not up to me You make me hard You make me hard You make me hard You make me hard So now I'm (woooo) We got the limo (woooo) I'm nothing (woooo) 'Cause I'll be fucking at the Best prom ever So now I'm (woooo) We got the limo (woooo) I'm nothing (woooo) 'Cause I'll be fucking at the Best prom ever Everyone in highschool will worship The fucking ground I walk on If it was up to me I'll never be a target I'll never be a fucking virgin But it's not up to me You make me hard You make me hard You make me hard You make me hard So now I'm (woooo) We got the limo (woooo) I'm nothing (woooo) 'Cause I'll be fucking at the Best prom ever Best prom ever Guess what, girlfriend You have got nothing on me, whore You won't be missed So get the whole fucking thing over with Best prom ever |
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After this the rest is all bullshit
After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit I'm so down underground I'll be scalping all my tickets Floating up like SoundScans Like ya'll can tell the difference The mission fishin' for the Disenfranchised little kids We shoot 'em in a barrel It's so easy when they're pissed Under educated Extra caffeinated I just masturbated Now I'm motivated Can't live with us You can't live without us I take it then I break it Then you write my paycheck You can call me little Miss Piss with a kiss And after all this the rest is all bullshit And you love it, you love it You love it, you love it After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit I'm bumping like a pimp on the stage to save face I overcompensate with very bad taste No offense, no romance, sick of your parents I'm about to take a stance And drop off my underpants It's no accident You will pay my rent And I am free to download all the porno on the internet Carried on a stick, stick Not too fucking quick, quick Now that I'm a prick, prick Ya'll can jack my dick, dick Say no to brains It's a no-brainer Lowest common Denominator It pays the bills To be this sterile Fuck me now Rip me off later And you love it You love it You love it You love it After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit After this the rest is all bullshit You can call me little Miss Piss with a kiss You can call me little Miss Piss with a kiss You can't live with us, you can't live without us You can call me little Miss Piss with a kiss You can call me little Miss Piss with a kiss You can't live with us, you can't live without us |
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The Modern with the warrior
The mean with the stride The Tom with the sawyer And the mean, mean, mean, mean pride. And though his mind is not for rent, Don't put him down as arrogant. His reserve, a quiet defense, Riding out the day's events. The river What you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the mist-mist, catch the myth-myth Catch the myst-ery, catch the drift-drift. The world is the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his eyes are wide. The Tom with the sawyer With the eye on the you, the space he invades He gets by by by by.... No his mind is not for rent To any God or government. Always hopeful, yet discontent, He knows changes aren't permanent, But change is. And what you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the wit-ness, catch the wit-wit, Catch the spi-rit, catch the spit-spit. The world is the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his skies are wide. Exit the warrior, The Tom with the sawyer, The eye on the you, Energy trade Right on to, The friction of the day. |
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Goodbye 1989 i wanna be the one in control Rock my white shoes polo tie The next big thing for five years funning It's not your turn, it's not your turn yet Back off you little shits Knawing at my bits I see they breed you by the boat load Back off you little wholes Gettem' all on board and let me beat you to the fuckin punch (pow) My bodie's not even cold My act is just getting old Goodbye 1989 i wanna be the one in control Rock my white shoes polo tie The next big thing for five years running It's not you turn, it's not your turn yet Back off you little shits Knawing at my bits I see they breed you by the boat load Back off you little wholes Gettem' all on board and let me beat you to the fuckin punch (pow) My bodie's not even cold My act is just getting old oh, oh, oh woooh (ooh) Some babie's wanna get down like this We eat what we like oh,oh,oh woooh (ooh) Some babie's wanna get down like this We eat what we like Back off you little shits Knawing at my bits I see they breed you by the boat load Back off you little wholes Gettem' all on board and let me beat you to the fuckin punch (pow) My bodie's not even cold My act is just getting old |
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You don't mean it
You need a uniform So you won't be ignored You are affected And so you're accepted It's time you invested in a bottle of poison So we don't have to hear about you bitchin and moanin You think you could afford a fuckin bottle of asprin Boo fuckin hoo you're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists In fact I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons |
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