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R. R. versus the whole damn state
No girls on the jury I done lost my case
My attorneys nevous what the judge will say
About that fresh tattoo up on the side of my face
I got your bitch sending flicks to me naked
I be rocking stages while youre minimum wagin
Ha, no guns in my waist man
But I know a few dudes that are down to catch a case man
And ill welt you up and Im down to scrap
As a matter a fact you better get back
Motherfuck clit clat attack
Everybody with a Mac sitting in the back of class fucking strapped
Amanda Bynes (Call her Bynes)
Maybe Im crazy, amazing in the cranium, praying for haters to actually face me
Im just a stupid boy and I know why
Spendin all my time on the wifi
And I wonder why (Why)
I do not have a life
All I wanted is a bitch to fuck me (Fuck me)
But all these stupid bitches want to love me (Youre cute)
But inside I am ugly
U-u-u-u-u-u-u-ugly
Made about a mill this year
Made a big impression
Bitch, I am here
I fucked the game up
You can call it sodomy
My record labels acting like they just won the lottery
Ha, my girls a temptress
Man I got a girl, baby mama, and mistress
What? You got a mistress?
No, no, no, its not what it looks like, its just rap.
What?!
Im just kidding. No calm down, its just
OH MY FUCKING GOD
HAHA I am not kidding
So much pussy I am tripling digits
Yahh,
While Im still standing
While out on your bitch like my name is Nick Canon (Canon)
Who wants to start shit?
Im the darkest, sharpest blade but I sharpen
Rawest fuckin beef in the market
Youre harmless
Grab a carpet
Wrap your carcus in it
Im far from finished
Bury you in the back of my garden wit it!
(Wake up, wake up, wake up, its the first of the month)
When I open my eyes till the time that I close em, Im a soldier, supernova, bro shit
(Get up, get up, get up, cause you gotta get up)
Gotta get dat money, never gonna fold up, Im tired of sleeping on the sofa
Is this what Im supposed to be?
A motherfuckin cracker, its in my genes
I rap better and faster than anybody in the rap scene, Im already rocking
Get it? Rock king, as in the crowns on me
and Im rocking the boat on my time
and so please
dont quote me and I wont squeeze
this motherfuckin pen, bitch,
its like a gun,
its fun when I pull the trigger
on the paper
confrontin every motherfuckin hater Im huntin
(Im beginning to feel like a rock god, rock god)
Word to Em and Dr. Dre cause theyre the reason I rock this way DOG
R. R. versus the whole damn earth (earth)
Ive been this way since my fuckin birth
I told you foreign fucks I aint a Ukrainian
But Im Russian
Get it? At your cranium (ha ha)
Ooooh, he is so witty (thanks)
Ooooh, he is so pretty
Now kids, (yeah)
Dont do drugs (Okay)
Im kidding, get it?
Theyre so much fun
Rap and rocked, rolled into one
Lock and loaded with ammo
Stocked and stowed away with guns
Unless you rock and roasters decide to talk and boaster
Whos got the biggest glock and holster
I suggest you do not open your mouth and run
Get back
Better watch out here I come DOG
Get sacked
Ready to attack anybody lets play bub
Its fourth and inches
Gotta swarm the fences
Gotta get that goal
Gotta score the winnin touchdown with my nuts out
Im a Viking bitch
And I punish towns
Fuck you bitches
Politican, octified, misogynistic
My hatred for women growin bigger with each day that Im livin
Some masochism lovin the crap that Im spittin
After the fact I wrap it in bow
And givin it to hos in your home on Christmas
Happy Chanekah
Feliz Navidad
Happy New Year
Now take off your bras
I told you broad that your pussy is bomb
And Ill fuck you whore like you never been fucked before
Ah, ah, ah
Im just a stupid boy and I know why
Spendin all my time on the wifi
And I wonder why (Why)
I do not have a life
All I wanted is a bitch to fuck me (Fuck me)
But all these stupid bitches want to love me (Youre cute)
But inside I am ugly
U-u-u-u-u-u-u-ugly