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I've been stuck in my ways (Ways) Feelin' like I'm gonna explode Am I really on the verge of clutching a gauge? (Gauge) Bullet with your name on it, or my name It depends how I feel on the day (Day) All this bullshit I'm just sayin', stop (Yeah) I just wanna be away (I don't even wanna be around you) (To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you) (See you sittin' with a bitch that's thick) (Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick) I just wanna be away (Puffin' big weed, this shit bamboo) (The type of flower make a brotha go cuckoo) (A lot of man can't do what I can do) (I'm the big dog 'round here) I just wanna be away
666, Misfits Sick of this shit, cryptic Giving big tips Any sick prick Thinking that he's gonna click click On my clique bitch Then you need to think big When you get an inklin', tell me what the fuck you wanna do I'm sitting here just thinkin' that I'm gonna bother you With a lot of tunes 'til you can't fuckin' stop it no more I'm just gonna be cooking up this crack! (Gimme the recipe then) Every single day's a fucking struggle Hustle bustle on these motherfucking streets A puzzle some will crumble Rubble bursting over to your shoes and you can't move I'm losin' faith again Forsakin' them in Satan's den and makin' men look alien I bestow my pain on them and make them open up their cranium A stadium of energy couldn't hold me, I'm titanium Can't melt these beams, it seems like I'm in need of fuckin' change again! Where the hell have I been? (Wait) 100 percent of the effort I'm givin' is real Livin' and sinnin' is really beginnin' to feel Syllable killers, I call 'em all winners 'Cause all of you figured that skippin' this lyrical rope Is really required as minimal skill Ahead of my time, I'm telling you why It's never been, evident levelin' guys Is ever never the reason I ever survived Incredible legends are givin' me life The minute I finish diminishin' gimmicks These lyrics will give us a critical hit-list I'm feelin' to bill it and really puff in it Acidic when spittin' these lines! (Wait)
I've been stuck in my ways (Ways) Feelin' like I'm gonna explode Am I really on the verge of clutching a gauge? (Gauge) Bullet with your name on it, or my name It depends how I feel on the day (Day) All this bullshit I'm just sayin' stop (Yeah) I just wanna be away (I don't even wanna be around you) (To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you) (See you sittin' with a bitch that's thick) (Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick) I just wanna be away (Puffin' Big weed this shit bamboo) (The type of flower make a brotha go koo koo) (A lot of man can't do what I can do) (I'm the big dog 'round here) I just wanna be away
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