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t mean a thing We'll last forever If you turn around Once again Don't go away Make the most of this love I'm giving Don't go away Better take another
2: Hen-Gee ] Impressionalist, not a ventriloquist Don't hang out with suckers worth less than piss Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't
drop science? You're dumb Stupid ignorant, don't even talk to me At school you dropped Math, Science and History And then you get on the mic and try to act
Applause now that's the first half of my act Started out a pimp now I'm more like a mac I don't need your paper just don't fuck with my stacks (Oh,
how I like it/ Nine milimeter tuckin' and you don't wanna try it/ This is how a thug gets down/ You heard, you heard act like you know when ya come around
they got on stages all over this nation, world, and I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad. Beat the fuckas on their own line, don't make 'em tell
ain't together Why can't be friends Instead of fighting? Where did we go wrong? Where did we go wrong? Hey girl You didn't have to ever You choose To push yourself away
beggin? like the dog you are If you didn?t want it, you shoulda let me know But since you didn?t want it then girl you got to go Don?t think that you
peoples that passed away To all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to all my To to to, free sanity and wings as they cast away Sometimes I envious on peoples that passed away
dick and you fucking that bitch and kicking that bitch up out I ain't a model, and I don't play the fucking role Don't be shit when you're old, nigga
When they've made a mistake While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen He knows he don't have to say it, so it, it don't bother him 'Honesty,
like some twenty six year old skinny Cartman I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin With instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't
' shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin With instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't
don't mean a thing They don't mean a thing They don't mean a thing, a thing An' I don't care 'bout all the diamond rings They don't mean a thing, all
t make you an American Why if birth made you an American you wouldn't need any legislation You wouldn't need any amendments to the Constitution I don't
Yo even if I just cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist And don't be scared to die, I aint give you a choice Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause
you could be a lawyer Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight Really doe, young niggaz, Little Rah Rah Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy Don't
