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[Sample]And we know how to make some music |
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And the music ain't supposed to stand still |
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And little bit of, you know little bits of |
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Negro?Into the music isn't enough |
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Music is all consuming, let me tell you...[Slug] |
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You should have stuck with the original plan: |
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To be a little man |
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Should have kept it simple, before the shit hit the fan |
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Give the kid a nipple cause he sucks |
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Take the microphone from his fist he doesn't know how to clutch |
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You wanna treat it like a playground? |
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Well we can joke about your take down |
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And let your pride get hurt when |
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I tug on your skirt |
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Like "Shut the **** up! Professionals are tryin' to work." |
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And to the people that don't feel us: |
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**** em'Don't need em', can't see em', never leave em', never loved em' |
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Stuff em' full of dick till the hole rips |
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And let em' know that's what they get for that ho shit"Ooh my goodness, Slug went up and flipped his styleI haven't really heard a mac like this in a while" |
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Bullshit! |
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Still broke and |
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I still fake the smile |
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Go ahead and download my dick to a file |
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Yo, you heard |
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Slug sing his songs about women |
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Like he must be a weak link, |
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I know I can **** with em' |
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For those who wanna ride, come on, climb aboard |
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I'ma be an asshole for as long as |
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I'm exhorted |
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You either call my bluff or turn the volume up |
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And make noise for the women that swallow stuff |
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And put your hands up if you feel the music |
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Cause all that matters is "The Bass and the Movement"[Sample] |
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I have a friend here who needs to put the brakes on. |
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He's getting old. |
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And if he could put the brakes on time, he'd be coo' |
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The brakes...the brakes...the brakes...the brakes...[Slug] |
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Step, step, step, step, step, step off |
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You know you gotta get lost because you know your soft |
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Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, stepped on |
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Is all you gunna get when you try to test the |
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SeanYou need to park that bitch and get a starter kit |
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You might as well hire me to come write your shit |
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At least then nobody'll know who you bit |
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It won't hurt so much when they don't like your shit |
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Silly buddy in a puddle of beer |
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Quit steppin' in my cum and get your gum out your ear"I heard your new song son, yo this your year" |
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Why don't you run along and tell your girl to bring it here |
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You got no balance, combined with no talent |
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Disgraceful, you can catch a face full of phallice |
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Color me callused on a retribution tangent |
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How'd the love die!? |
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How'd the hell you lose the magic? |
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These cats is lazy, layin' down on the job |
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I call Musab, this whole playground'll get robbed |
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Those your props? |
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Gimme that. |
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Your girl? |
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Gimme that. |
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A three pack of |
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Jimmy hats |
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I show you who the skinny mack |
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You can keep the change. |
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Hit me back when you're stable |
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If she give good brains she can play with the halo"Don't worry you're in good hands, I'm a good man.Misunderstood? Nah, just sick of the program." |
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I only speak to put(?) ammonia in the bleach |
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An orphanage, |
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I'm here to get a portion of the piece |
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So play the leach: |
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Suck me dry |
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Dot your "T's", cross your eyes |
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And blow me counterclockwise |
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So either call my bluff, or turn the volume up |
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And make noise for the women that swallow stuff |
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And put your hands up if you feel the music |
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Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement" |
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I'll keep this brief, |
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I just wanna say peace |
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And be quiet if you love the police |
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Now put your hands up if you feel the music |
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Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement" |
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So either call my bluff, or turn the volume up |
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And make noise for the women that swallow stuff |
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And put your hands up if you feel the music |
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Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement" |
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From the top of |
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Fiji, to the bottom of |
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Christina |
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RicciBig ups if you bought my |
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CDNow put your hands up if you feel the music |
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Cause all that matters is "The Bass and Movement" |