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Lil Jon'y

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Oh yeah
Back at it again
You little turd
You're such a little freaking... oh wait
Oh. Yeah. Uh. Yeah yeah yeah

Look at all my chains so insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains
So insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains

I've been shot in the chest by my brother (ouch)
Dawgs got their bets on the other (what)
Money's the only solution (cash)
Savin' this world from pollution (obtrusion)

Get your car outta my office (what)
Scars on my neck they be poppin' (ew)
Tar in my driveway be stoppin' (your car)
My money is all you be coppin' (oh wait)

I cannot rest till it's finished (yes)
Now write it on my petition (sign here)
Speed is not all we be proving (don't prove it) 
You got no idea how I'm moving (oh yeah)

Eminem Eminem Eminem (Eminem)
Killin' em killin' em killin' em (sit back)
Money bags money bags money bags (all of it)
Golden chains golden chains golden (oh that's right) 

It's kinda crazy how you rap like you're robots
I got more money in my pocket than both cops
Just try and catch me and you won't it is too hard 
My baby was just born and now he is gone (hot)

It seems like everywhere I go is a new shot 
To make it big or maybe hustle a new top 
I'm eating chicken in the back of my new cop
Just bought a rover with the dough that you just got

My brain is melting from the signs that you gave me
Just check the price my cat is golden 
Licking diamonds eating rye man

Check the license plate it's diamond 
Write me up it's fine I'm drivin'
Doin' 20 over in my lambo
50 over with my fans though 

Mom and pops be singin' that's yo 
Mamma in the club with 
Everybody lookin' at her dancin' 
Prancin' fancy hands and maybe
Someone else should tell her it's that time of day 
To sell or maybe eat another turkey dinner with the fans 
Or hence the name it's getting better day lights slimmer 
Mom is older time for batter making cookies for the haters that's what I call baby matters  
Using pops for all his dough
Maybe I should hit the woah

You're a foe
Tic tac toe
I will beat you don't say no
In the snow
For the show
You'll say woah
He don't know
Everybody lookin' for a peace of bread like oh my!
Walk-in clinics tell me here's an autograph for that guy 

Look at all my chains so insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains
So insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains

Spit on your neck
Look at the news it'll fill you with dread
Slim shady back with another you kids
Better sit back while I kill it instead

Back 10 years I was still killin' this hit
Eating the rappers I got on my list
45 and I'm still in it and I win it
Rihanna got me like oh gosh spinnin'

I'm stealing shot
A lyrical pop 
Adrenaline shot my
Lyrics are all this has got

You're coming with me 
Close as I see 
Subliminally
Making it bleed

Trapping'
Not a single one of you other brothers be rapping
Slapping 808's on the track 
Calling it fat
I write lyrics more than any one of you little brats

I'll spank the game until it bleeds 
So I guess you're coming with me 
It's hard to see when all you do is spit the fire spilling poo

I didn't know that my father existed
Till the 10th grade when he said "I enlisted"
That brought me tears from the point of the sack
Let's see how far I can go with this track (speedy)

How many syllables can you fit in a sec waiting for you to go beat up a homeless man 
Maybe it's time I go run for the president
Donald Trump's got me affraid for my residence
Sama lama bomba drama ramba napkins papkins lapkins 
Sackfins drapkins bapkins snapkins fapkins napkins Rapkins tapkins
Let me tell you when the day is I will never be afraid 
It's scary how you hear me clearly though 
I sped this part up slightly tell me how you see it for me elevator music 
Calmly playing in my head like fine 
I'll maybe be the one you climb for views and fame and cars 
And hey I'm kinda big but also lame hey maybe 
I don't spit the same you're all so lame at least she came to see you fail 
We all set sail like Garry snail 
And Harry pales of sand and hands and blood and sweat and tears 
You're weird like beards and queers with toes and foes let's end this track it's

Eminem Eminem Eminem (Eminem)
Killin' em killin' em killin' em (sit back)
Money bags money bags money bags (all of it)
Golden chains golden chains golden (oh that's right) 

Look at all my chains so insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains
So insane
Melt your brain like a train 
Feel the pain from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains

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