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I'm with you, I'm with you | A'ight, yo-yo | Beat 'em in the head
I'm with you, I'm with you A'ight, yo-yo Beat 'em in the head Hand me an eighth, beam me up and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world and shit on Brandy and Ma$e I'm more than ill Scarier than a white person trapped in a room with Lauryn Hill Human horror film But with a lot funnier plot and people that feel me 'Cause I'ma still be The Madd Rapper Whether I got money or not As long as I'm on pills and I got plenty of pot I'll be in a canoe paddlin', makin' fun of your yacht But I would like an award For the best rapper to get one mic' in The Source And a wardrobe I can afford Otherwise I might just еnd up back striking at Ford And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicodin for? Evеrybody's pissin' me off, even the No Limit Tank Looks like a middle finger sideways flippin' me off No shit, I'm a great danger to my health Why else would I kill you then jump in a grave and bury myself? A'ight, yo Who the fuck are ready to go?
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