Jack ... yeah ... flip it Surprise ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... drop The curtin my peoples are sworkin(?) You peepin toms yall need to stop lurkin' You spying, talking, i aint cock blocking You don't no the time, you watch, but stop flockin' So we switch it, hit some ohter b*tches, Non of yalls buissnes who we wanna chill with. And we flip sh*t, Steadily aflickted, Readily aquipted, With sh*t that gets ya twisted (oh ya missed it?) Its a feliny, a sickness, the melody redic'liss Ya yellin who ya click is (what?) But we don't really give a shit kid (sh'yeah) Drinks in hands we landed double fisted (us) A.M.P. is the non fagtition Pray to me and I'll grant you your wishes (yess) Misses mills and miss wilson ... you ... Its not a diss, so bitch it's just (that's true) Its a ode to night life (uh) Stain your brain witha load of white strips (now) Now ya feel where im commin from ... Come and give the drummer some ... (bridge) Im gunna laugh at yall (ha ha ha ha) Why ya standing lookin bord holding up the wall But i aint mad at yall (naw) Cuz im an alcholic to and i aint stoping at all Come on lets go (chours) March to the bar Buy yourself a drink Why we get drunk, it's so we can't think So many problems more then just one Travel the world with girls ... we trust none Well maybe one Ya that's wifey Girl to leave my side it's not likely Stand strong lets rock the party And build a fan like a 7 nation army
Break yourself X2
From the regular routine Ya dun fucked up Gunna gets some rougine (cant) Crush ya dreams Ya out before that Drop a hard core track Spit out the war raps Glorious scriptures Repressed detel liftul and ignore the picture Cant define mixtures Venimis sharkness swimming with the sharks Is sticking to your darkness I love life Found christ bound you on you happiness Made ya realise you paid a powerful price You may no princible, respect and honer Yall can hate ... can't crack our armor Now ya feel fear that your karma is gunna get you Choose right from wrong Yo ... it wont sweat you Happened to my ching while i was working my jeans That's me and your peeps ... neil dron ... 6G ... (bridge) (chorus X2) ... Like a 7 nation army X2 Owwww!! So we switch it Respect and honer Cant crack our armor And we flip shit You karma is gunna get you It wont sweat you Oh you missed it While im working my G A yall P neil dron 6G Us Yess You ... that's you Yes ... that's you That's true Now Us Yess That's you That's true
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Copy to Clipboard: Jack ... yeah ... flip it Surprise ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... drop The curtin my peoples are sworkin(?) You peepin toms yall need to stop lurkin' You spying, talking, i aint cock blocking You don't no the time, you watch, but stop flockin' So we switch it, hit some ohter b*tches, Non of yalls buissnes who we wanna chill with. And we flip sh*t, Steadily aflickted, Readily aquipted, With sh*t that gets ya twisted (oh ya missed it?) Its a feliny, a sickness, the melody redic'liss Ya yellin who ya click is (what?) But we don't really give a shit kid (sh'yeah) Drinks in hands we landed double fisted (us) A.M.P. is the non fagtition Pray to me and I'll grant you your wishes (yess) Misses mills and miss wilson ... you ... Its not a diss, so bitch it's just (that's true) Its a ode to night life (uh) Stain your brain witha load of white strips (now) Now ya feel where im commin from ... Come and give the drummer some ... (bridge) Im gunna laugh at yall (ha ha ha ha) Why ya standing lookin bord holding up the wall But i aint mad at yall (naw) Cuz im an alcholic to and i aint stoping at all Come on lets go (chours) March to the bar Buy yourself a drink Why we get drunk, it's so we can't think So many problems more then just one Travel the world with girls ... we trust none Well maybe one Ya that's wifey Girl to leave my side it's not likely Stand strong lets rock the party And build a fan like a 7 nation army
Break yourself X2
From the regular routine Ya dun fucked up Gunna gets some rougine (cant) Crush ya dreams Ya out before that Drop a hard core track Spit out the war raps Glorious scriptures Repressed detel liftul and ignore the picture Cant define mixtures Venimis sharkness swimming with the sharks Is sticking to your darkness I love life Found christ bound you on you happiness Made ya realise you paid a powerful price You may no princible, respect and honer Yall can hate ... can't crack our armor Now ya feel fear that your karma is gunna get you Choose right from wrong Yo ... it wont sweat you Happened to my ching while i was working my jeans That's me and your peeps ... neil dron ... 6G ... (bridge) (chorus X2) ... Like a 7 nation army X2 Owwww!! So we switch it Respect and honer Cant crack our armor And we flip shit You karma is gunna get you It wont sweat you Oh you missed it While im working my G A yall P neil dron 6G Us Yess You ... that's you Yes ... that's you That's true Now Us Yess That's you That's true
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