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This is that make 'em
Mad shit
Magic
Like givin' baths to a
Cat 'til the
Cat shits
Rhythm splash
Tracks all
Tragic
Go get a match
Gas is on
Catch it
Why you still so
Sad what is
That shit
Swing and miss when you
Bit on a
Bad pitch
I'm thinkin' this
This is the asterisk
You stay mad cuz your
Ticket went
Passed quick
Had it hot when ya
Had everybody all yellin'
Doom
Doom
Doom
Doom
Doom
Doom
Doom
Squad with the place packed
Swimmin' in the payback
Didn't even pay out
Still you took a rake
Who
Told everybody all
Across amothafuckinmerica
Where the spot was
Everytime they come and
Spot us
Look at how we tear it up
Look at how you stare at us
Like a watcher
Like a mothafuckin' terrorist
Fair enough
Cuz we bomb ya
Terror-rific
Apparant cuz you're tearin' up
You're addicted
Livid that we let 'em cut their own wrists up
Janky
Jester
Stay
Sequestered
Livin' off drama you
Make
Stay pestered
Grumpy old man to a
Gumpy bastard
Under his skin
Call us
Blood and
Plasma

Give
A
Fuck
Look
Passed ya
Just another snake
Shed to the pasture
You cry
Cry 'til you catch a
Cold
Now you got
Pneumonia
That's a
Shame cuz
When you mix it
With the
Asthma
Game that you
Think that you
Kick it
Taps ya
Out you and
Your fat
Mouth can't
Cash a
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Just look at all the people that we
Introduced
To ya
Another no-name now
Everybody
Knew ya
But even some of them try to
Be sly and
Do the
Bandwagon thing another
Bangwagon movement

Gotta jam I can bang and ain't
Never nothin' to it
I would damage your brain but your
Brain ain't doin'
Very well now
It's barely there now
You're feelin' rare now
Cuz you're lame and all knew it

A karoke bar that
Forgot where it came from
There we go we are
Not who you'll take from
Stereo can starve and
Rot fuck your face son
We'll carry on
Hip-hop for the nation

Throw
It
Up
In
Their
Face
If
They
Want
Some
I
Don't
Mean
Gang
Signs
I
Mean
Real
Throw
Up
Dress 'em up like
Comic-Con
Autobahn
No limit when we
Goin' up

Your blood is boiling
No matter what you say
We've been out destroying
All that's in our way

Deposited
Vomited
I'm positive
You're swallowin'
Wallow in
Ignorance
Forgetting it's a
Calling 'n
I
Don't
Think
You
Really wanna
Answer it
It's kinda cancerous
Cuz
The truth'll eat ya up

Human centipede
You my enemy
Ass
Mouth
Ass
Mouth
Ass
Mouth
Ass
Mouth

Proof then
When it leaves
Chew and
Let it feed
That's how you
Act now
A black out
Passed down

That's a fact
Don't
Fall for diversions
But you're in love wit' 'em
Your reemergence
Proves that
And I'm laughin' back at
Who act
Like it's us who's
Petty some
Prove that

We bit our tongues
So
Motherfuckin' much
That
They should've fell off
And
Fell into the punch
That we
Keep on makin' add a
Little bit of liquor and some
Chronic with the
Knowledge 'til your
Feet
Can't
Touch

Just
Flyin'
Like a
Spaceship
And I didn't even really have to
Say shit
Cuz they're lyin'
So basic
And we said a whole lot sayin' nothin' be
Patient

And we said a whole lot sayin' nothin' be
Patient
And we said a whole lot sayin' nothin' be
Patient
Like an unemployed doc all a y'all need
Patients
But everybody flocks cuz they walk
Z Nation

But you don't ever
Know when we
Might pop
Up cuz
That's when it'll
Be time's up
Look
I
Smash them I hope the
Heat hype up what you
Rap when you can't
De-hype us
Get a little bit of this
Retro flowza
Bomb like I might just
Set your clothes on
Fire with the
Fire there's more
Fire like
Mota
Stay stuck inside your head
Told ya

Look at how my layup
Feels like a full-court
Throw from the other side of
Earth with a blindfold
On when you wack motherfuckers try to sing yo'
Songs nobody gon'
Sing yo' songs
So just give it all
Up then
And follow these if you wanna
Sing
Them
Carols
All a y'all ain't fuckin'
Anything but don't seem to
Care though