Lyrics:

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You better get back, get back, back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back

You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back, you better

Doin' a box of doctrine on stompin' oxygen
[Unverified] wit fork to your optic lens
Hittin' wit a sudden force
Leave your boy layin' in the same puddle of blood as yours

When I flood his porch
Smuugle a gun in court and shoot the judge
Easily reduce a thug to a future scrub
A double-deuce wit slugs, I'm Proof on drugs

We'll turn you to a rapper that we used to love
How you on medicine cabinet pills
Grabbin' the steel, leapin' over buildings that haven't been built
I'm not the best yet 'cause I haven't been killed
I'm laughin' at you faggot-ass rappin' for deals, you better

Get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back

You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better

I'm disappointed in my dentist appointment
He only gave me the fuckin' gas for thirty minutes this mornin'
Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray
Checked out the next day in a dress wit a sex change

I'm havin' a bad day, my fuckin' dad's gay
I hate fags and I'm fuckin' mad
'Cause I don't have AIDS, all I want to do is die
I tried suicide six times and couldn't even do it right

Collapsed, had a relapse and called three cabs
And had to be dragged back to rehab wit bloody kneecaps
Enrolled myself in a twelve-step program
Tripped on the first step and got pinned down in a chokeslam

I swear to God, this 'Pac poster comes any closer
I'm kickin' this whole fuckin' wall over
Two more shots and it's all over
I'm all over this wall, tryin' not to fall over

Bloaw, bloaw, shots in broad day
(Bizarre, that's your mom)
The bitch shouldn't have been in the way
Me, Shady and Mike fuckin' a hemaphrodite

My little sister was a virgin till late last night
High off a kite off of stick of sherm
Put your mother in a full-nelson while my boys take turns
A unibomber tryin' to escape this country
Tell O.J. he better be comin' up wit my money

Bizarre goes commercial? Nigga, you can forget it
B, suck my dick, that is the radio edit
I'm quick to smack the shit out of a foe
I ain't had pussy in a while, I'm too busy fuckin' assholes

Battle me, you better go eat your vegetables
I'm iller than a Muslim eatin' a pork hotdog in African festival
This shit is serious, watch me sniff 'cane
Avoid the pain and fuck a bitch barely potty-trained

Get back, get back
You better get back, get back back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back

You better get back, get back
You better get back, get back back
You better get the fuck back

Get back, get back