Blood On The Dance Floor - F*** The Rest, We The Best lyrics

Smelling blood, chopping hoes, I'm gonna bring it lock and load Hello there, I'm Dr. Evil, got more tricks than Evil Knievel Shark attack, guess who's back? It's Vanity, now lick my sack Not afraid; not to change, I keep it real so rock the stage I should come with a warning label, piss me off, I become unstable Steel cage; Undertaker, throw you down through 50 tables Bang, bang, shot you down, go Uma Thurma up in this b**h Revenge is best served cold, taking it back, we'll be your wish D- G- A-F, Learn it cause a fight, b**h Nam, bam, fam, damn, knock you down til you can't stand Damn, I'm k**ing it, damn right, I'm feeling it I'll split this floor, I'll let you know that haters motivate me I admittedly will annihilate their innoncency We shot ahead to see, I'm your momma' s new facial cream Na- Na- Na- Na, Bat-Man , I ain't afraid of you, man My warnings are not a test, I eat b**hes like you for breakfast f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... For the win; I'm k**ing it Ain't nobody stopping me f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... Undefeated; world's top Ain't nobody stopping us I'm trying to be okay with what you didn' t create Don' t cover my face and make stupid mistakes Your only mark is gonna be on the side walk Your body on the block outlined in white chalk You better learn to crawl before you can walk I'm coming at you fast, I'm just having a mock See how far you get around the cell block You think you're hardcore, it' s just drawn on by the rock Bloody nose, busted lips, broken ribs, broken hips Full sleeves and no tits, bruised eyes and loose clits f** the number; can' t stand, 2 dicks and 1 fist Stuffed into the roof, guess who? It's Jayy, b**h f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... For the win; I'm k**ing it Ain't nobody stopping me f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... S- G- T-C Til the very d**h of me Stick it to you with the middle finger, Beat your a** on Jerry Springer What the f** do you know about this? What the f**, can't handle my dick I cut my self and bleed to d**h, Got your girlfriend on my dick and neck Yes, yes on the bed, real deal, hold and slam f** you til you cannot feel, This is how we keep it real I'm gonna Kanye, Taylor Swift your a**, Smoke you like you're a bag of gra** I'm gonna p- p- poke your face, Leave you with my sweet little taste I had to do the gaga-rama, bama, oh oh lala f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... For the win; I'm k**ing it Ain't nobody stopping me f** the rest, we the best f** the rest... S- G- T-C Til the very d**h of me f** the rest, we the best