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Deuce - Till I Drop Deuce - Till I Drop |
*** Autor textu: Deuce *** Autor hudby: Deuce | Intro - Truth:
Haha, those fools are never gonna rap again
Yeah, we gonna push all you motherfu*kers back
It ain't over 'till it's over, man, haha..
Revenge is like a motherfu*ker.. ain't it?
Chorus - Deuce:
Nine Lives
Love me or hate me, but I ain't stoppin' 'till I'm on top
I'm screamin', "Fu*k the world!" like Tupac
Say my name and you might get shot
It's nine lives, motherfu*ker, 'till I drop
When the guns go off, they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk, you better learn to walk the walk
'Cause it's Nine Lives, motherfu*ker 'till I drop
Verse 1 - Veze:
'Tsyeeah
They call me Scante Bigante, okay I'm reloadin'
Sticks let the drum spray, damn, that flake got me loaded
Catch a standin' ovay, clap 'till you're up and open
Daddy bring the heat out, somebody leave the oven open?
Bitch, who you kiddin', we be hotter than a sun blaze
So fuckin' fly, I don't even need a runway
Blunts full of kush, I be steamin' 'till my lungs cave
Gotta gotta get paid now, fu*k someday
Blocks of the chalk, spoon full of H, aye
Stay with more choppers than the motherfu*kin' H has
Truth call up Deuce like, "Dude, what it do?"
Look pops for the loot, ain't no tellin' what I'll do
I.. cock, aim and shoot
HU, I see you, no ICU in the world to save you
I be all about the paper, baggin' up the yaper
On my barber shop shit, give the brick a taper
Chorus - Deuce
Verse 2 - Gadjet
You can love me or hate me, I don't give a fu*k
What, you tryin' to date me? Either way, you on my nuts
But.. whatever you thinkin' won't stop this superstar
This world is mine to rape, fu*k it like stupid groupie broads
Use a magnum extra large, but ooh, I'd rather do it raw
These pussy rappin' faggots sissy bastards really turn me on
And I'm gonna stick it to them, man my dick is gettin' hard
Fuck them all and I'ma prove it, while I do it like it's my job
'Cause if it is, I stick my di*k up in this biz to get it off
While I'm ticklin' the clitoris by stickin' it in soft
Just to trick them, like I'm fickle, and it's possible I'm fluff
But my di*k is quick to switch the brick and give it to them rough
I'm a sick and twisted son of a bi*ch, no disrespect to Mom
But she gave birth to a kid way worse than Dahmer, Bin Laden, or Saddam
Persistent, I'm a sadistic killer, ready to unibomb
Gadjet, if faggots want static, tell they asses to bring it on
Chorus - Deuce
Verse 3 - Deuce:
I spew hate in every direction I spit
I'm tearin' it down, everything you built
I already found my niche, snitches
Ain't never gonna stop me, this is it
And I can hear my voice, bi*ch
Everyone knows I'm on fire, shit..
It's the reason why these white kids buy this
There's no more Undead, it's Nine Lives
This punk ass better go home or retire.. with his mama
'Cause it's already too late to stop what I did
It hurts when I rip this mic up.. slap you upside
And call you my bi*ch
If you can't play the game, fu*ker
Better stand outside it
You ain't never gonna have no fame again
Both you and your boyfriend in bed
Look at these faggots, how I beat them with just the touch of a pen
I could of smacked you hard, but I tapped you, bitch
And wrote this song instead
Like I said in Story of a Snitch, we are not best friends..
I almost flew over the cuckoo's nest..
I had to get shit off my chest..
You tried to push my ass off the edge..
But I got nine lives, homie, I ain't dead..
Chorus - Deuce
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