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FUCK WIT THIS

CHORUS: YOU FUCK WIT THIS THEN YOU FUCK WIT THAT, YO YOU FUCK WIT BLAZE THEN YOU FUCK WIT GAT, YOU FUCK WIT THIS THEN YOU FUCK WIT EVERYONE, YO YOU FUCK WIT BLAZE N YOU'LL GET FUCKED WIT EVERY GUN

YOU FUCK WIT ONE YOU GET THE WHOLE FUCKIN PACK/ WE SOLDIAZ HEADIN INTO WAR AND I'LL BE LEADIN US BACK/ SERGENT BLOOD HOUND THE CULPRIT MAKE YOU PAY FOR YOUR INVOLVEMENT/ YOU THINK THAT WAS SOMETHIN SON WELL THAT WAS JUST YOUR FIRST INSTALLMENT/ YOU GOTTA PROBLEM WIT BLAZE WELL THEN I GUESS I GOTTA SOLVE IT/ LIKE A SOLVENT I DISSOLVE, SO WHEN YOU US DOGGS POINT YOU KNOW WE BOUT TO MAUL IT/ FUCKIN FAG THINKIN YOU THUG BUT YOU AINT NUTTIN BUT A GUPPY/ WANNA RUN WITH US DOGGS BUT YOUR WHOLE CREW IS PUPPIES/ SO HUSH PUPPY LIKE JOHN SILVER'S SILVER STUCK IN YOUR TANK/ I'LL MAKE YOUR FAKE ASS WALK THE PLANK/ WE TRU PIRATES YOU JUST PHONIES ASKIN WHY YOUR SHIP SANK/ WELL YOUR CREW NEEDS DEDICATION TO DEFEND OUR DECIMATION/ CUZ IT'S BLAZE N TRIPLE THREAT IN THE POCKET ROCKET STATION/ START TO SCREAM OBSECENE AT ME BLOW YOUR CREW TO SMITHERINES/ YOUR BLOOD BE SPREAD ACROSS THE GREAT STATES STRAIGHT FROM HERE TO QUEENS/I'M RIPPIN YOU TO SHREADS LIKE A DICER, COULDNT BEEN NICER/ FAST ATTACKS WITH A KNIFER AND THEN I TURN INTO THE SLICER/

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MY EYES ARE MADE OF FIRE GOT MOLTEN LAVA IN MY VEINS BOY/ I LEAVE A PATH OF PURE INFERNO THE RAPPER KNOWN AS BLAZE BOY/ AND IN 44 DAYS AND 44 NIGHTS BOY/ I'LL BE ONTOP OF THE WORLD AS THE NEWEST FUCKIN CRAZE BOY/ LOOK INTO MY EYES BOY DEFY IT BOY/ DECIDED BOY GIVE YOU AN ASS WHOOPIN AND SUPERSIZE IT BOY/ WHAT THE FUCK MAN I HEAR YO SHIT ON THE RADIO AND IT SUCK MAN/ YOU COULDNT EVEN MAKE IT IF 40PEOPLE WISH YOU GOOD LUCK MAN/ I'M FLYIN TO THE TOP AND I AINT GOT NO WINGS LIKE A DUCK MAN/ IT AINT FUN BOY, BLAZE 2 TIMES HOTTER THEN THE SUN BOY/ AND I MSTA BEEN DECIEVED WHEN I SEEN YOU WITH MY DUN BOY/ UH UH BOY, GRAB YOU IN MY ARMS MAKE YOU WELL DONE BOY/ AND HUNG BOY, WIT YOUR OWN NECKTIE ABOVE YOUR RUG BOY/ FUCK WITH THE HOTTEST THING ON EARTH YA GONNA GET YA BELL RUNG BOY/ I'M A RAPPER JACK, SEND YOU TO THE CRAPPER/ YOU FEEL HUNGRY FOR SOMETHIN WLL GRAB A HAND FULLA CRACKER JACK/ AND THE WHOLE FUCKIN BOX MAN, YOU'LL NEVER GET NO PROPS MAN/ PULL OUT MY GLOCK N I COCK IT IT GO BLOCKA BLOCK MAN/

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