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Send "Over There Shit" Ringtone to your Mobile Ladies and Gentlemen [2x] Here's the new shit I'm on We can all get along But if ya step to me wrong I'm gonna bang ya like a gong And I don't need a gang to do it I creep solo Beat ya till ya dead Put out ya freakin head That's how I do Because I'm sick like dat And you'll get kicked like dat If ya fakin' the funk I got a trunk full of beats And a head full of rhymes I got stains on my sheets From all the good times That I spent with ya Hookers Some were good lookers And some were just stunts After too many blunts Ya got ya arm around ya girl But don't make me laugh kid Gettin steam pressured Your girl's schemin' on the grafted Jail faced Celt Backed up Catch a welt From the buckle Of my belt Now tell me how that felt Oooh I'm on some of the over there shit [3x] I'm on some Milky I don't care shit I don't care... It's the return of the livin dead Put all concerned to bed I'm alive and kickin' Ask any girl I'm stickin Back once again I never shot the heroin Or hit the glass pipe Ass wipe Stop the rumor I'll kill ya like a tumor in your colon I'll leave your shit all swollen Get off my dick cause thick is how I'm rollin' The Soul Assassainator'll Get ya open like a crator I'm down with psycho vader cause I'm flava' like a plate a' Corn beef and cabbage I'm a savage on the set Don't do nuthin' you'll regret Because you'll end up gettin' wet like water I'm out for slaughter Cops lock up your daughter [Chorus] I rock it page style cause freed damaged ya If ya play me close punk I'm gonna' damage ya We got the FunkDoobie in the House With the Mickey Mouse I spot a hooker then I'm runnin up in ya blouse I ain't a bitch so don't play me soft I got a round in my chamber and the safety's off Pullin' on the trigger Ain't nuthin brave But I'm a sick fucker Like a red-neck trucker And I just might buck ya down You're starin' down my barrel So ya jump around Ya try to get away But I'm too quick to pull So don't try to gas me Punk, my tank's full I ain't got the time I don't need the fuel Punk we can duel I'll take ya ass to school Then break down the lesson Here's the pop quiz I get's top billin' You can ask Iz [Chorus] Send "Over There Shit" Ringtone to your Mobile

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