| Cause some things just don’t change,
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| It’s better when they stay the same
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| Although the whole world
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| Knows your name
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| So on a bigger stage
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| They came to see you spit your game,
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| Ooooohhhhhhh.
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| But it shouldn’t be difficult
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| To explain,
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| Just why you came back again,
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| You hate the fame, love the game,
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| Cold as ice you remain,
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| Fuck 'em all, tell 'em all eat shit,
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| Here we go again…
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| So, goddamn…
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| Is it that time again already?
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| Haha, you don’t look
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| Too happy to see me,
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| Fuck man, don’t everybody
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| Welcome me back at once?
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| All right, fuck ya’ll then…
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| You can get the dick, just call me The ball sack, I’m nuts,
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| Michael Vick in this bitch, dog,
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| Fall back you mutts,
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| Fuck your worms, you never seen
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| Such a sick puppy,
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| Fuck it a sick duck,
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| I want my duck sicked mummy,
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| And my nuts licked,
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| Gobble 'em up trick, yummy,
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| Bitch you don’t fucking think that
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| I know that you suck dick dummy?
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| You get your butt kicked,
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| Fuck all that love shit honey,
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| Yeah I laugh when I call you a slut,
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| It’s FUNNY!
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| Shorty dance while I Diss you to the beat, fuck the words,
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| You don’t listen to 'em anyway,
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| Yeah struck a nerve, sucker?
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| Motherfucker, might as well
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| Let my lips pucker like Elton John
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| Cause I’m just a mean cocksucker.
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| This shit is on Cause you went and pissed me off,
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| Now I’m sitting
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| And pissing on everybody,
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| Give a fuck if it’s right or wrong,
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| So buck the buddah, light a bong,
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| But take a look at Mariah
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| Next time I inspire
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| You to write a song, c’mon…
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| Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,
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| I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
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| When it snows and it’s twenty be-low,
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| Ask me why man I just don’t know,
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| Know-know-know, know-know-know,
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| I’m as cold as the cold wind blows,
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| blo-blo-blows, blo-blo-blows,
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh…
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| Fuck it, I’m a loose cannon,
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| Bruce Banner’s back in the booth,
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| Ya’ll are sitting ducks,
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| I’m the only goose standing,
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| I’ll set the world on fire,
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| Piss on it, put it out,
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| Stick my dick in a circle, but I’m
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| Not fucking around, motherfucker
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| I saw you pussyfooting,
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| I’ll kick a bitch in the cunt
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| Til it makes her queef and sounds
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| Like a fucking whoopee cushion,
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| Who the fuck is you pushin?
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| You musta mistook me for some
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| Sissy soft punk looking
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| For some nookie or bosom,
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| Go ahead fucking hater, push me,
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| I told you,
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| Ain’t no fucking way to shush me,
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| Call me a faggot
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| Cause I hate a pussy,
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| Man the fuck up sissy, G’s up,
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| All you gardeners freeze up,
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| Put your hoes down!
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| 'Shady ease up, man, chill!'
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| Nah I can’t goddamnit,
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| Rap is a landfill,
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| Drop the anvil,
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| These are shoes that you can’t fill,
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| Shit, the day that happens
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| The world’ll stop spinning
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| And Michael J. Fox’ll
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| Come to a stand still
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| During an earthquake,
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| Urine in your face cause you’re fake,
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| Ahhhh what the fuck,
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| That hurt, wait!
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| Ahhhh what the fuck,
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| I just got struck by lightning,
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| Alright then, I quit, God I give up,
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| Call it evil that men do,
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| Lord forgive me for what my pen do…
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| 'This is for your sins I cleanse you,
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| You can repent but I warn you:
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| If you continue,
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| To hell I’ll send you!'
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| And just then the wind blew
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| And I said…
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| How long will I be this way?
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| Shady until my dying day
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| Til I hang up the mic and
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| It’s time for me to say so long,
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| Til then I’ll drop the fucking bombs
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| Like I missed the pass
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| When I went long,
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| If you don’t like it you can
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| Kiss my ass in a lint thong,
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| Now sing along, slut-this-slut-that,
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| Learn the words to the song!
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| 'Oh bitches don’t like that!'
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| Homie I’ll be nicer to women
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| When the Aquaman drowns
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| And the Human Torch starts swimming,
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| Man I’m a cold soul,
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| I roll solo so Don’t compare me to Them other bums over there,
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| It’s like apples to oranges,
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| Peaches to plums yeah,
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| I’m bananas, pussy,
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| Cut off the grapes and grow a pear,
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| But I swear, you try to diss me,
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| I’ll slaughter you,
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| I put that on everything
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| Like everyone does with auto-tune,
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| The last thing you wanna do Is have me spit out a rhyme
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| And say I was writing this
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| And I thought of you so…
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I don’t know,
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| I don’t know what caused,
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| I don’t know what caused me To be this way,
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| I don’t know, I don’t know but
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| I’ll probably be this way
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| Til my dying day,
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| I don’t know why I’m so, I’m so cold,
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| Beat bangs, I don’t need to say,
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| I guess this is how you made me.
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