You are now entering a big mix style WARNING WARNING You are now entering the new op style WARNING WARNING DJ clue in the spot and he’s murdering it like a spy spy spy
Step into the party party warning warning Step into the party party warning warning Step into the party party warning warning Step into the party party warning warning Step into the party party warning warning Step into the party party warning warning
Nintendo, chattin like they know me and they just don’t see my evil tendency And I can be mean because it’s a bad bass thing, its my eight day bleed And my four day feature Heads turn, but I just don’t need this in the paper All green, I just don’t pay the price, bitch twice on the side Keep criticize Its like bitch open your eyes need to realize Its like five foot nine in denial but why? Uneducated and I chat shit endlessly But just get out of my way cuz I got so much to say Sought out so many and they chat my name “piece of shit” Peace to the raver, slave of my savior, like a major Something something listed hater
[CHORUS] All eyes on me when I step into the party party All eyes on me when I step into the party party Bitch dressin like its fancy fancy When you look in my eyes I look at the sky with my head held high Keep it comin feisty feisty, I’m the one, the shystie shystie All eyes on me when I step into the party party All eyes on me when I step into the party party All eyes on me when I step into the party party
(Oi what we bring, it’s a bashment ting, don’t wanna fight rude man rude boy, that’s how we sing right, don’t care what you think cuz I wanna get high tonight.)
It’s a vibe I bring More start then require Arms in danger and I spit my rhymes like fire And I’m getting to much nerve Hooked in the sound and the knees, chat this shit I’m gonna hit you like hammer, ain’t grammer Lyrical user, Lyrical abuser, Lyrical amuser Lyrical random, too hot to handle Your lyrics got no respect My moods got you screamin like a pet Step in the place see you screwface paste man on my case And my image takes more than a pretty face To hit first base, Stale like a cup full of something of beers And come meet me son, nahhh For the respect of my fans, my arms a disgrace for hazer screw me damn! Jealous of my gams, no respect me for my fam, Now I’m a clown G-g-get to know know rants and my runs Get out of my way, the realism is made too small Can’t wait two years, feel like I should walk in Its just begun to become murderous and I’m an international star (we need to lyrically represent)
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Fuck that shit, don’t need no clique, don’t need no man to make me happy Man needs the big titties, but come find out, You’re gonna get tazered I don’t need any hater I look like a star yet I sting like a bee Murder to me is the ultimate rush Mans get so excited they bust Love me or hate me, imitate me Try to eliminate me you can’t rip me These fucks bare hate me Lyrically messed pon de west My fam, I was born n raised by more thugs than hyphy Lyrical monster, animal, the one lyrical vandal When I come to dance start blowing passes From the real explosives Check ya doses! ;) (You’re dancing’s atrocious!)
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Y2K Family that’s we Bashin’ out the party party Bashment ting, destined to ring, west side lemme hear you sing Y2K Family that’s we Bashin out the party party Bashment ting, destined to ring, north side lemme hear you sing Y2K Family that’s we Bashin’ out the party party Y2K Family that’s’ we Bashin’ out the party party Y2K Family that’s we Bashin’ out the party party Y2K Family that’s we Bashin’ out the party party