歌词开始You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won\'t back down Oh no I won\'t back down, oh no Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles, brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels Girl I\'m too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel What I do, I do at will, shooting from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death-bed, screaming “F that”, yeah, super-ill Baby what the deal? We can chill, split a half a pill and a Happy Meal **** a steak slut, I\'ll cut my toes off and step on the receipt Before I foot the bill, listen garden tool Don\'t make me introduce you to my power tool: You know the f****ng drill How you douchebags feel, knowing you\'re disposable? Summer\'s Eve, Massengill, Shady\'s got the mass appeal Baby crank the s*it cause it\'s your goddamn jam You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well shorty, I\'m that man These other cats ain\'t metaphorically where I\'m at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said: “Settle your f****ng ass down I\'m ready for combat, man” Get it? Calm Ba**an, nah Ain\'t nobody who\'s as bomb and as nuts Lines are like Mom\'s CAT-scans cause they f****ng go bananas Honey I applaud that ass, swear to God, man, these broads can\'t dance Ma, show them how it\'s done, spaz like a goddamn Taz, yea You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won\'t back down Oh no I won\'t back down, oh no Girl shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson\'s Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers, playing with an etch-a-sketch Bet you that you\'ll never guess who\'s knocking at your door People hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you gonna get divorced Girl, forget remorse, I\'mma hit you broads with Chris\' force Like you pissed him off, talented with the tongue motherf****r You ain\'t got a lick in yours Hitting licks,Like I\'m robbing liquor stores, making cash registers s*it their drawers Think you spit the rawest? I\'m an uncooked slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor, in other words I\'m off the meat rack Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords I\'mma measure my ****, s*it I need 6 inches more **** my ****\'s big, ***** need I remind you That I don\'t need the f****ng swine flu to be a sick pig? You\'re addicted I\'m ****, I\'m the longest needle around here Need a fix, ock? I\'m the big shot, get it, ****-snots? You\'re just small pokes, little p***ks Girl you think that other p***k\'s hot, I\'ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match Before I sit back and let him get hotter, better call the cops on him quick, fast Shady\'s right back on your *****-ass, white trash with a half a 6-pack In his hatchback trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won\'t back down Oh no I won\'t back down, oh no ***** am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping? Does a bird chirp? Does Lil\' Wayne slurp syrup until he burps And smoke purp? Does a word search get circles wrapped around it Like you do when I come through? I\'d like you to remind yourself Of what the **** I can do when I\'m on the mic Oh, you\'re the kind of girl that I could take a liking to Psych! I\'m spiking you like a football Been this way since I stood a foot tall You\'re a good catch with a s*itty spouse, got a pretty mouth and a good jaw Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain Don\'t want no cum stain..*****, you listening? Trying to turn me down, slut I\'m talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane? Trying to talk over me in the car Shut the **** up while my s*it\'s playing I\'m a s*it stain on the underwear of life, what\'s the saying? Where there\'s thunder there\'s lightning and they say that it Never strikes twice in the same place so how the **** have I been hit 6 times in 3 different locations on 4 separate occasions And you can bet your stanking ass that I\'ve come to smash Everything in my path, fork was in the road, took the psycho path Poison Ivy wouldn\'t have me thinking rash So hit the dancefloor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone Shake your booty, shorty, I\'m the s*it Why you think Proof used to call me Doodie? You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can hold all the cards But I won\'t back down Oh no I won\'t back down, oh no歌词结束(劲爆音乐网)
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