Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-hag Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence ready to pick it But quick get impaled when I tell 'em stick it So sick I'm looking pale, well that's my pigment 'bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch! The art of the MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch
[Bridge] Take your shoes off, let your hair down and (go berserk), all night long Grow your beard out, just weird out and (go berserk), all night long
[Hook] We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m. So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody, shake your body
[Verse 2] Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it? Khakis pressed, Nike shoes just being fresh laced So I guess it ain't Dead after shave of cologne that made him just faint Plus I just showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint So if love is a chess game, check mate But girl your body's banging, jump me in, bang -- bang, bang Yessiree Bob I was thinking the same thing So come get on this kids rock, baw wit da baw, bang bang P-p-p-pow pow chicka wow wow Catch a cab, I wanna go down, br-bow-bow Slow it down, throw in the towel, t-t-towel towel Dumb it down, I don't know how, how, how, how At least I know that I don't know Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid Hope so, now ho
[Bridge]
[Hook] We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m. So turn the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody, get your vials
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[Verse 3] They say that love is powerful as cough syrup and Styrofoam All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo With the ugly Kardashian Lamar, oh sorry yo, we done both set the bar low Bars hard, drugs hard thought thats the past But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow And girl I ain got no money to borrow But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone, car note Oh, Marshall Mathers shouldn’t everybody know Get the bar soap lathered, came ghost and called Arthur’s Cargo's Girl you’re fixin' to get your heart broke, don’t be absurd man You bird brained baby I ain’t called anybody baby since Birdman Unless you’re a swallow Word, w-word man you heard, but don’t be discouraged girl This is your jam, unless you got toe jam