[Verse 1]
The best f**in' CD ever that's what I just created
I know there's a lot of haters, that been hangin' out to hate it
Here you go, hate it now, man I'm giving you permission
I ain't come to play around better hand a damn petition
Through your town if you wanna shut us down
Start this [?] sound but in minute you wish you would stuck around
It's about to go worldwide, that's right
That's tight like a f**ing speedo on that meth guy
(Dude not cool) I know!
Watch how fast it'll be leaving the shelfs
My CD's got vocal cords that speaks for itself
So if you play this at a party you can say that I'm to blame
When you wake up next to a s*ut and you don't know her name
Goddamn sh** happens when you sip yack and start tit grabbin'
On any chick because you just has them
Go ahead blame me, blame 3rd Degree too
Blame music, blame CD's for the stupid sh** you do
Cause
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I finally came here to leave a stain
On the game 70 mile will never be the same
I'm here, I came, I don't wanna be the same
But the song right here is just another cliche
[Verse 2]
Hello I'm Grew my real name's Tyler
I drive a dodge spirit with four bald tires
I have wet dreams about Lizzie McGuire
And I'mma pull Jay-Z after this and just retire
Cause I don't think anyone likes me
They rather beat me to d**h with the nike
Then see another CD on the shelf with this name
Even though I just just came they're sayin' I'm insane
Cause I said to your girlfriend to tropicana come downstairs
And she's wondering since Grewsum dumped her
At least I gave her back, gave her back
You can have her, she ain't worthy amout piss in my bladder
And what sad is I rather have a f**in' couple kiss
And touching other b**h who can f** or s** a dick
Or deal with people piss cause I'm sayin' f**in' sh**
To all the kids that listening call your dad a f**ing prick
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[Verse 3]
Am I a rapper or a singer? The fact is that I'm neither
I am remedy like cider, raps cooler than your freezer
New movement I'm the leader, better yell at em like a teacher
Moving faster than a tweaker, whip sharper than a cleaver
My girl says I'm a cheater, at least I don't f**ing beat her
Liquor in a two-liter, I'm an alcoholic creature
Giving people the finger while I'm puking on my sneakers
I ain't feelin' to good man I think I got a fever
And the only prescription is cow bell...
Feels good don't it? Just soak it in
It's not even a beat but I love it
Gully!
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