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Lyrics
He can't win...he's prolly never had hope
Cause if we're ever feeling a Flav...it's Pepsi or Coke
And yes he's a joke, make sense and then rap bitch
So when you're angry with words it doesn't sound like Mad Libs
Backbends and backflips, I know that you're sad kid
Cause you're flipping a bitch like coaching gymnastics
I'm close to classic, known to ignore the average
But you're a pirate that is known to resort to asses
Explore masses, you're never getting applause rookie
You only hear the Clap coming from your mom's pussy
Tick tock the clock, stop and wait now
Cause If I see Flavin then I'm knocking Flavout
Graffiti is bad, I believe that the way it is
If I rate you on your own Graff...you would be a negative
I've got nothing to lose, you couldn't break me apart
So whatever's at stake...I'm driving it straight through your heart
Cause I'm amazing and I'm scoring anguish
You should hear "Audios" said within foreign language
I'll ruin your eyes...I'm on it and set off
So you'll be seeing more rings than Sonic The Hedgehog
Rep my city - baseball is your sport, guy
Not a Dodger? I'll make an Angel in no time
I'll have you dead right away while I laugh in shame
You caught a worm cause you finally master-bate
You're not my friend, you're always a wack bitch
So if you call me collect...I'll call you a faggot
