'Bout time I set this record straight
All the needlenose punchin' is making me irate
Sick o' my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?
The crew and all the fools, and all the politix
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out that good stuff
BAM!Are you sick of me?
Good enough, had enough! (JUMP THE FUCK UP)
"Fuck me! I'm all out of enemies!"
"Fuck me! I'm all out of enemas!"
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