D.I.E.P.I.G.

Hey Predator, what do you say?

Did you land a girl half your age?

Hey Predator, what do you say?

The tables are turned, now you're the preyTaking out the trash

Leave it on the front porch step

Thought you were god

Bitch you're just a lost prophet

And I'll stop dropping names

When you stop using fame

To prey on pretty little girls like a sick fucking game

What can you pull with the leverage you got?

You're in the limelight now, but the cameras flashing for your mugshot

Smile, blue ribbon for the P.I.G

Take him out to the slaughter house, it's time for you to D.I.E

Hey Predator, what do you say?

Did you land a girl half your age?

Hey Predator, what do you say?

The tables are turned, now you're the preyWrite a rhyme not a pick up line, punk

Give me that pen

I don't want to hear a verse about you and a girl

And how she is your new best friend

Oh how it's "Hard to handle" the heat from your scandal

Couldn't wait for an 18th candle, now I'm gonna make you an example

It's crazy how sympathetic people are with your ways

You should have been a lawyer, 'cause you can talk for days

Smile, blue ribbon for the P.I.G

Take him out to the slaughter house, it's time for you to D.I.ECan't hide in your brick house pussy

D.I.E.P.I.G

Can't hide in your brick house pussy

D.I.E.P.I.G

Hey Predator, what do you say?

Did you land a girl half your age?

Hey Predator, what do you say?

The tables are turned, now you're the preyHey Predator, what do you say?

Can't hide in your brick house, Pussy

Hey Predator, what do you say?

D.I.E.P.I.G

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