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*** Autor textu: Deuce *** Autor hudby: Deuce | (Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
I'm the George Bush of this rap shit,
You can tell Randy Jackson to kiss my black ass,
I'm the white Obama bi*ch,
You could judge this while I flip my middle finger
I'll pull out when I quit.
I'm sick of these people trying to tell me what i got,
These thousand drums make you wanna load a clip
and put a round in em, make em drown in with these other
rap stars are all clowns it's sick.
Like Monica Lewinsky sucking on a 6 inch toothpick bi*ch,
Just got her boobs in so she can "Do it to it"
make a new clip till these kids download it in their sound profiles.
Shit I ain't going down with my hand on my di*k while the
next world trade center blows up quick.
Hold up, I think you need another doughnut Mr. Officer,
Everybody go Nuts!
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
Look what I've become
This place that I begun
I started as the one
and still don't give a fuck
These Bi*ches get no love
No more Grenade and dove
You 30 rapper *Blech*
and still ain't gotta buzz
you can dream you can dream but you gonna suck
I got the voice and the looks baby turn it up
I don't need MTV when I sell this much
I'd rather be on Carson Daily than Oprah Son
I'm only better than them
I'm a veteran Kid
I came to get these kids off a medicine b*tch
who's better than him?
Now I'ma Ruin that b*tch
I told you once and I'ma tell you again
At-least Fight back pussy
Give me a challenge
I'm the Boss motherfu*ker
you don't want no static
B-O-S-S Deuce is back b*tch
Yo truth (Yo Whats up?)
Pass the automatic
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
These labels want to put me away for good
They want to keep me in the hood
But I keep swinging right back like you know I should
Making history in the books
You suck
There's no buts
The whole music industry can lick my nuts
Motherfu*ker I ain't got no love
For a fake ass wannabe Donald Trump
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
(Help me) I ain't got no brains
(Help me) I can't feel no pain
(Help me) I can't stand the rain
(Help me) Before I drift away.
Uh Huh, Uh Huh!
Yeah I ain't even gotta fu*king try!
You know why?
Cause I sound good whenever I talk, whenever I spit,
whenever I sing, bi*ch!
I'm the white Obama bi*ch!
Hey Yuma, Lets get the fu*k outta here!
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