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Get back the fact is that their giving me slack cause I'm the |
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prophet of naught and the gospel aphrodisiac. Give me |
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sorrow, I break it into love. You gotta follow, I'm holding our |
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people above. No time to wait there's the gate proceed. |
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I've got what you want and I've got what you need. I'm your |
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musical instrument the public embarrassment, the hand |
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around your neck and your money unspent. |
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They call me mister boombastic fantastic. Don't do nothing |
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drastic you spastic, cause I bomb the mic like a fascist. I'm |
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not even from America and I bury ya. Light in a coffin as to |
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not to worry ya. Bury ya make you bounce like a berry ya'll. |
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Make you giddy in you stomach like your sisters are ba ra |
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bop. And now you met your match as I drain out your power |
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and make you stop like a Seiko sports watch. |
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Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a |
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**********ing weirdo |
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You see the laughing man he's a nut cause he's a Salinger |
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fan It's the Quarashi plan taken from the Koran. They beat |
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us up and they wait till we break but in the end this is just |
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another earthquake. Repent and your lost, forget with all |
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cost. It's a malady a sickness you can't floss. You gotta |
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leave it behind, look around find a sign get back on the |
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track and walk the fine line. |
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Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a |
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**********ing weirdo |
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Check it check it out here I come not leaving till I'm done |
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Please stay a little longer and you're gonna get some from |
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the man from the crew, little boy blue. Wait until it's dark |
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and we'll be home for you. Now you may **** up, you |
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****ing stuck up prick you better watch it before you make |
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the whole world sick that's it. Making me ill, you know |
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against your will. I'm throwing rhymes like grenades, |
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making a kill. |
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Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a **********ing weirdo |