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Make way for the |
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S O VI say first priorities, it just cost me |
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At Maccy D's at about half three |
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What you munching on? |
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Quarter-pounder with cheese? |
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Chatting about me and |
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BillyesNow |
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S O V, you wish |
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S O V, can't speak |
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S O V, just quit |
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Whatever don't talk with your mouth full |
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That's alright discussing me |
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It's all publicity |
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Even if it's not costing me |
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You're still dashing my name around the city |
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It's all good though |
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Blup, blup publicity for free |
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White midget, a huh mine fright |
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Somebody just dialed my digits |
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Is it for your man? |
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Is it?Ha, flatter for the way |
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That you use your credit |
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If you go say |
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I'm nobody |
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Well, if I'm nobody then why are you ringing me? |
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You drained your credit that's filling it |
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While my style, you's you're not feeling it? |
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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In one ear and it comes straight out the other |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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All your words in my brain are turning into clutter |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
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Your people want to classify me as an |
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EminemWhat hear? |
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What I'm a different kind of specimen |
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Just because |
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I be a white |
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CaucasianDoesn't mean me and him are the same |
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Because one |
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I'm not American, two |
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I'm not a man |
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Three I come into with a different kind of plan |
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Setting the facts straight 'cause |
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I know that |
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I canWill it ever wait 'cause |
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I do the ultravan? |
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Categories |
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I don't fit into any |
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Why? I'm onto top the stars many |
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Writing out more lines than |
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Bur berryThen it will be like a victim of 20 |
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Make them lick my saliva off the floor |
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That spit that's bad |
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When I walked in the door |
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Release my metaphor like |
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O' BlimeyBlah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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In one ear and it comes straight out the other |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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All your words in my brain are turning into clutter |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
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I know you know most about me over your |
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Sunday roast |
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Or mid-morning cheese on toast |
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But when I found out you're talking |
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It's all different you start squawking |
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S O V, I never said that |
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S O V, you know you ain't white |
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S O V, I love your track |
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Well, what the f*** you want b**** a pound in the bank? |
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I'm varying 'cause |
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I'm soon to be best friends |
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From best friends comes the next |
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Blahbarian |
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Let me only start caring |
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When you're preparing the new rhythm |
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Now everyday the kids wearing |
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And oh God, |
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I got posh people swearing |
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The rich, the poor, the snobs, the whores |
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Oh, dear Blahbarians galore |
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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In one ear and it comes straight out the other |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah |
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All your words in my brain are turning into clutter |
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Repeating yourself like you are a star |
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Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah |
