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[Flavor Flav]I can`t hear nuttin thoughAlright, where you want me to start at?Aiyyo you can kill the music thenYo, check one two, check one two in the place to beFrom the bottom to the T-O-PThat`s right, Flavor Flav, Public EnemyFrom Bronx to L.A., we don`t failKickin right here for 7th VeilMy man Kool Keith, H-Bomb, no jiveYo, H-Bomb, hit `em in the head son[H-Bomb]No blazes, tennis shoes and denimPimp I got the gators, leathers I kill `emYour bullshit events, don`t play rightNo tribute awards for Mr. Barry WhiteIt`s Guantanamo Bay, industry`s gayHard to get rich, I don`t swing that wayThat switch to funny make record in KingstonJesus is black, tell Mel GibsonWho wears a skirt, Sting and Dave NavarroMy strap, my money, don`t lend, don`t borrowThe Sunset Strip is Gaza StripYour clothin line is shit, H is fuckin sick!The rap game industry too quietHehehehehe hah hah Atkins DietNo backpackers pro-athlete actorsI rep for pimps, pushers, jackersThe P on the fitted I`m all for pimpsI throw ropes down for my niggaz in the clink (yeahhhh boy!)First and foremost, the industry don`t want itFuck it, I take what I want and flaunt itI`m not vexed, they spend for sexWho`s next after Michael, fuck Funkmaster Flex[Flavor Flav]Yeahhhh boyee, kickin it for 7th VeilThat`s right, H-Bomb (fuck the industry, fuck it)Kool Keith (fuck the industry nigga fuck it)Hit `em G[Kool Keith]No game here, I shit on you ill sonFuck Hollywood`s best guest listMaximum dead-ass parties with flat-ass Paris HiltonMy shit shine bright with Von Dutch wipeJockin my gators, bitches with fake titties act likethey don`t suck dick, can you see me under the standard lightFuck the red carpet, I`m in here with standard hypeYou just at the crib on SycamoreYour blonde cocker spaniel, my rings shine in your faceYouse a asswipe, you basketball player nut and scrotum jockerYou the givin ass type, with the Minnesota TimberwolvesGarnett`s clockin your ass pipeUgly monster-face bitch, you think you dressed tightEvil bastard, you make your grandmother upsetDon`t flush the toilet motherfucker, you tryin to start a fightRelease the shit off my chest, get rid of the gripeI shit inside your grey and white NikesExercise your fat stomachs, no hamburgers at CheviesYou ride them fuckin bikesCorny-ass 42 year old player`s club bitchThe funky face motherfuckin Wanda SykesThat baldheaded motherfucker just put a weave in, on UPNWhack-ass tattoos above your tittiesYour hard faced bitch, you`ll see me againLike Faith Evans is the only one that sniffsAll you cocaine motherfuckers in the hillsEven Vivica Fox is a ugly bitch, chasin Curtis for his chipsEngineer, just put me in that mix

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