Violent J. I'ma f..ck You Up
Keep doing it... Keep on... Just keep f..ckin doing it... Make me Knock your whole f..cking head off.
Somebody's always starting shit that I'm a have to finish.
In my life I'm like a land mine and you are dancing in it.
Always stepping up all over me. Pushing all my buttons.
Talk a million words up in my ear and never saying nothing.
Always wanting something out of me and never giving back.
Never caring that you bother me you oughta get a slap.
My blood pressure's high enough to kill me as it is.
I'm running with the sure wicked hear you all up in my biz.
Aggravation, agitation my levels rise.
When I unload and finally explode don't act surprised.
Like you never seen it coming all my warning whistles blowing.
Anger growing no controlling when I'm steam rolling.
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I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
Smack your head against the wall hard a couple times.
Pick you back up off the floor and throw you into the blinds.
You fly right out thru the window but then I jump out behind you.
Kick you in the f..cking gut and face when I find you.
There's commotion people gather watching you get hurt.
Witnessing me stomp your whole head into the dirt.
They tell me that's enough then step in.
That's when I draw my weapon.
Joe Bruce Lee with nunchucks like this is game of death.
I'm splitting skulls so quick it's like they barely seen it happen.
They grab their head with both hands trying to stop it from cracking.
Cause when I lose my cool and blow my top that's all it takes.
Me and you my foot in your neck until something breaks.
[Chorus:]
I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
They hit me with a tranquilizer dart and shocking me with tasers.
But still I'm throwing kicks and punches faster than lasers.
Fifteen coppers on me like a mini f..cking army.
They can't harm me cause I'm madder than a mutant zombie.
One by one I throw them off me like a raging gorilla.
Pissed off like a rattlesnake bore it like godzilla.
I flipped their cars over somehow and got away clean.
I didn't show my painted face again until THE GATHERING.
[Chorus:]
I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
I get mad... (I'm a f..ck you up)... It's me and you muthafucka... (I'm a f..ck you up)
You done f..cked up now... (I'm a f..ck you up)... And I'm a f..ck you up... (I'm a f..ck you up)
