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Earrings Off (feat. Rah Digga)

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[Intro]

See, cute time is over

I'm about to roll up my sleeves on these bitches

I'm about to take my earrings off

Don't make me take my earrings off

Throw my hair back real quick

Throw my Chucks on

Quit playing with these motherfuckers[Hook]

I'm on some Kung Fu Hustle shit

Scream lady with no muzzle shit

Y'all don't really wanna tussle with

Brick City, we be on that Bumpy Knuckles shit

Or had 'em boys turn into some real duffle shit[Verse 1]

Shanks and hammers, now wait for the cameras

Waste a lone gangsta, don't need no bandannas

Rhyme hard but those darts even harder

Y'all talking about murders, but all I see is martyrs

One, three, go-watch me blow

Right past these niggas and these knock-kneed hoes

I ain't really need for the small talk, y'all walk that a way

Baby don't cry, [?]

See I don't want to have to get indignant

Hollywood to Miss Urban in a minute, Nicole Kidman

No smidgen of upbringin', fuck swingin'

Guns by the waist, I'mma punch 'em in the face[Hook][Verse 2]

This vaseline-on-the-face type music

This badda-bing-in-your-face type music

Y'all don't want it with them born-again hooligans

Type of bitch that stab your ass with a [?] pen

No metaphysical, more like mega-physical

Too deep in this piece to let a typical

Bum trick try to score one, I implore one

A rain dance, but it won't be a George one

A rated-R, be a violence-and-gore one

A Pharaohe-Monch-now-we-callin'-it-war one

Get-trampled-before-they-get-out-the-door one

Then I'm goin' on a tour (One!)

January, February, March, April, dag

Some saying that I'm too hard, I think they just

(Hey! Not supposed to say that word!)

Too late-all these rappin'-ass faggots getting punched in the face[Hook][Verse 3]

I smell a rumble, welcome to the jungle

Don't be a smart-ass, cats be disgruntled

Won't be satisfied till one of us son you

Russian mafia-style punk, do svidan-you

Always been a little loud mouth foul mouth

Third round, they already got the towel out

I pow-wow with skateboarders and [?]

Shits and giggles, all y'all do is take orders

Huh! I play it under with abused bitches

You only here for my amuse, bitches

Give it your best shot, I take two of y'all

You probably have better luck with a voodoo doll

Look, not the hands, nope not the [?]

Never get beatdowns 'cept when I box with my mom

You're cool, I'm cool, hey chick, choose your fate

We can have play dates or get punched in the face[Hook]

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