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Bugz '97


Fuck that!
Who run shit, watch these drums hit 
You dove head first into some old dumb shit 
Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get 
Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit 
Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with Bugz bitch 
I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit 
Them pink belly *****s is who you run with 
Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick 
I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit 
You can make a double album, won't have one hit 
Your entire outfit is on some bullshit 
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit 
I admit, that my style is unfit 
For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb shit 
Like I commit arsony, get harm quick 
You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit 
Now who the nitwit wanna come get with 
This egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic 
Don't risk it, you'll get your shit split 
Now keep your distance, and keep existence 
I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit 
I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence 
I'm relentless to deny you're senseless 
Yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went 
Fuck that!

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