Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
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Yeah..
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You motherfuckers oughta let me go and finish
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this motherfuckin album
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Name of this track is called "I Don't Want
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the Motherfuckin Chorus"
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Whatever all the arrangements are
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we gon' go through
Fuck all the laws..
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Verse 2
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What the fuck was in your mind when you
Who possessed you to do that? Who pro
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grammed - that shit sound wack
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You motherfuckers rap under
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a bunch of fuckin hype
Programmed by the company,
Vocals sound like a nigga with no
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makin asses out of yourselves,
tryin to rap solo
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Suck my dick when you see me; avoid because
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why'all niggaz write like slouches puffin
blunts on studio couches
What's up you fuckin amateur?
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Your engineer'll cue in
your bullshit cadence
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That shit sounds simple; look
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at this nigga rhymin to hisself
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Wack as fuck, smell like shit for one buck
Big crews don't want it
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- - why'all get it worse
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Which one of why'all motherfuckers
is waitin for the mic first?
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I hope your bitch is in the audience
Your wife too,
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that's your fanbase - - plus your DJ's in the place
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let it be fair; when you come off- stage
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ninety percent of the people that
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came on your guest list
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ain't gon' be there
A big dissapointment when I rub your
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asshole with a verbal ointment
Rappers actin hard,
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nervous in the dressin room
with a security guard
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Groupies standin round with
they fuckin face frowned
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Lookin like fuckin Homey the Clown
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Put that Spring Wa ter down man,
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you ain't sweatin
You motherfuckers did a ten minute
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weak show and you jettin;
your fans are mad - your
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performance was garbage bag
Look at these videotapes
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Walkin back and forth grabbin your nuts
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like the Planet of the Apes
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Supervise it, criticize it,
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why'all don't realize it
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where the real guys at
Who's administrating your budget
when you takin
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that high picture for Right On
with your ballroom light on
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You know the night is kind
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of special like Lowenbrau
when I escort you to your car,
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Leave the premises and reminisce on your
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rookie season after you first started
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You try to work hard and you never paid no dues
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like Cold Crush and Afrika Bambaata
You wack nigga,
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tryin to act large in the video in Nevada
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You fuckin pink maggot; I'll take your mic,
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You niggaz be runnin around with ears
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open like fuckin bunny rabbits
Verse 3
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That's right, Dr. Dooom
All you motherfuckers around the world
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sittin in studios with your boys
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Hypin your shit up
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Motherfuckers don't want to tell
you that your shit is wack
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because they all yes men
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Sittin around, carryin your roadie cases
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Bein your fuckin
cheerleaders
I'ma tell you straight,
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look in the fuckin mirror, you wack
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That shit don't sound right,
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your mixdown ain't right
Your vocals are too low.. your
fuckin cadence is off
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Stage show's weak.. fuck you!
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