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ITS JUS ME BY MY DAMM SELF RIGHT NOW. IF ANYONE OF U IS FEELIN MY SHII AN WANNA COLLAB OR WHAT EVER, HOLLA AT ME AT MachineGunMouth@hotmail.com
Song Info
Genre
Charts
#164,490 today
Peak #1,047
#103,349 in subgenre
Peak #503
Author
MercenarySoulja
Rights
2002
Uploaded
December 31, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 6.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
MUTHA FUKKAS KEEP TALKIN THAT BULLSHII SO INSTEAD OF GOIN OUT AN KILLIN SOMEBODY I JUS WROTE A SONG ABOUT SOME OF EM
Lyrics
WHY IN THE FUCK DO YOU HATE IS IT CAUSE YOU KNOW THAT IM BLESSED, LYRICALLY WIT THE SKILLS TO PUT YALL NIGGAS TO REST//FUCK THE REST, THEY KNOW SUCCESS IS IN ME, IM ENVIED, TEMP ME, AND ILL LIFT YOU 10 FEET//OFF THE GROUND MAKE NO SOUND, DON'T WANT ME TO FIND YOU, LET ME REMIND I GOT THE SKILLS THAT'LL STRAIGHT JUS BLIND YOU//HOW THE FUCK YOU GON HATE WHEN I BEEN IN THE GAME, IM A PRO YOU A ROOKIE, I INVENTED THE GAME//FUCK THE HATERS, IF YOU HATED ME IMA MENTION YOUR NAME, HATERS GOT ME THOWED OFF SO IM OFFENDING YOUR THING//FUCK NICK STUPID BITCH, I CAN PUT YOU TO SLEEP, TRUST THIS, TOUCH THIS WILL GET YOU BURIED 10 FEET//WANNA GET CRAZY THEN IM COMING TO TOSS, HEARD THAT YOU FIGHT DIRTY SO IM COMING WITH ROCKS//EVERYTIME I THINK ABOUT IT, ITS JUS GETTTIN ME PISSED, NIGGA I CAN GET CRAZY TOO SO DON'T GIMMIE YOUR SHIT//SWEARING THAT YOU HARD, BET YOU AINT HARDER THAN THIS, YOU GOT GUNS I GOT GUNS BUT YOU BETTER NOT MISS//CAUSE IF YOU DO YOU THEN FUCKED UP, KILL ME YOU THEN LUCKED UP, KILLING ALL YOU BUSTERS, HATERS MOTHER FUCK YA//GET CURSED, GET HURT, NIGGA DON'T GET STUPID, WHATCH YOUR BACK, BEWARE, TURN YOUR ASS INTO FLUID//DON'T TRUST A QUIET NIGGA, WHOS GOT THE MIND OF A DEMON, RETALIATION IS MUST SO WHATCH YOUR BACK WHEN IM SCHEMING
MOTHER FUCK, MRS LAKE, BITCH GET OFF MY BALLS, MOTHER FUCK MRS MULLIGAN, AND FUCK MRS PAUSE//TEACHERS CARELESS, SO I CARELESS ABOUT YOU, ALL MY TEACHERS ALWAYS HATED ME SO I HATED THEM TOO//THEY CARELESS IF I LIVE THEY WOULD RATHER I DIE, DEATH THOUGHTS IN MY BRAINS SO RESPECT MY MIND//SAYING THE WRONG THINGS MIGHT RESORT TO A HOMICIDE, READY TO RIDE, HOPING ALL HATERS COMMIT SUICIDE//THIS IS LIFE, THESE IS THE THOUGHTS THAT RUN THROUGH MY BRAIN, HATED CALIFORNIA, FROM THE START AINT NOTHING CHANGED//GOT NOTHING TO LOSE BUT GOT EVERYTHING TO GAIN, FUCK MICHEAL FARLEY, BITCH IM CALLING YOUR NAME//I HAD YOUR ASS ON THE RUN, CAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT'LL HAPPEN, FUCK ALL THAT BARKING AND MOTHER FUCK ALL THAT YAPPING//ALL BARK AND NO BITE SCARED TO GET DOWN TO ACTION, SKINNY BIG EARED BITCH YOU NEED TO STOP WITH THE FLAPPING//IT'S A SHAME HOW A NIGGA CAN, ACT SO FAKE, TALKIG SHIT ILL GRAB A BAT AND CRACK YO BRAIN//I REMEMBER WHEN WE FAUGHT AND I FUCKED YO SHIT, OTHER THAN THAT BITCH SCRATCH YOU AINT TOUCH ME BITCH//THEN I MADE YOU RUN HOME NIGGA, RIGHT AFTER SCHOOL, CAUSE YOU KNOW I WASN'T NO JOKE AND I WAS AFTER YOU//IT'S THE TRUTH, AND BELIEVE ME I KNOW THE TRUTH CAN HURT, BUT NOT AS MUCH AS MY FIST WHEN ITS GOING RIGHT THROUGH YOUR SHIRT//
MOTHER FUCK KILILANA, BITCH I SHOULD BOMB YA, TALKING ALL THAT BULLSHIT THAT'S WHY I BROUGHT THE DRAMA//TOLD MY SISTERS YOU AINT AFRAID THEN WHY YOUR BITCH ASS CRYING, SAYING YOU GONNA CUSS ME OUT BITCH I KNEW YOU WAS LYING//WENT HOME AND TOLD YOUR MOM AND DAD TO PRESS CHARGES, NOW YOU KNOW YOU CANT FINISH WHAT YOUR BITCH ASS STARTED//SHOULDN'T HAVE TOOK THAT PAPER, AND YOURS WOULDN'T GOT RIPPED, TALKING SHIT BEHIND MY BACK CAUSE YOU KNOW YOU'LL GET HIT//SLAP OFF THAT MUCHTASHE BITCH ILL SLAP OFF THAT WEAVE, DON'T START NO SHIT IF YOU CANT FINISH WITH ME//IM NOT DEXTER BITCH ILL CLOCK-A-HOE, KEEP TESTING ME BITCH AND ILL SOCK YOUR DOME//WHY YOU TRYNA ACT BOLD LIKE EVERYONE DON'T KNOW, THAT YOU'S HOE, EVEN THOUGH EVERYDAY ITS SHOWN//YOU THOUGHT YOU WAS HARD CAUSE YOU DROPPED NICOLE, IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR SNITCHING THEN I'D OF DROPPED YOU HOE//YOU KNOW I'D OF HAD YOUR BITCH ASS IN CHECK MODE, UNDER MY CONTROL, LISTEN TO WHAT I SAID FA SHO//LOOKING LIKE A 10 CENT HOE BITCH CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES, WITH ALL THAT MAKE UP ON YOU LOOK LIKE A CLOWN THAT'S BROKE// ILL BREAK YOUR NOSE, TAKE YOU'RE YOUR DOUGH, KNOCK YOU OFF YOUR SHOES AND BREAK YOUR TOES//THOGHT YOU WAS HARD, NOW YOU LOOKING PITIFUL TRIKK, DARE YOU TO SAY SUTIN ELSE I'll KNOCK THE SHIT OUT YOU BITCH
CHORUS X2
WHY DO YOU HATE ME, IS IT CAUSE U CANT PHASE ME, IM BOUT TO RIP YALL THROATS, UNTIL YALL HATERS CHOKE MAKIN YOU DIE SLOWLY
