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Stuck

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Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line

You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time

I've been slammed with some bad luck

Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buckAnd now you duck, duck goose, I'm lettin' loose

With the thirty-yard freestyle, labeled hostile by my profile

Must be all the madness, you and all your tactics

Jonesin' for my cash, got to make them pockets super phatHey I'm a humble man, kicking out my jams like a tramp

I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business

What's with all the business?

I get payed to take the microphone and slay the stageStay away from all the bros in my band and all the fans

And all my friends is when the cash is coming in

Or I'll be slammin' them balls through the wall

With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'allNo 9 to 5, I'll still survive

I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ

That's all we need, another bad seed

Planted on this earth motivated by greedYou wanna play that game bitch

You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting

Woah, you wanna play that game bitch

You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting

You're bad luck, you're so, stuckStuck deep down in that hole again

Stuck, got your brain on my green again

Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so

Stuck you don't even knowAll I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi

Far from suicidal, still I get them tendencies

Bringing back them memories

That I really miss when I reminisceRocking back in the '80's live, my attitude to do or die

Once I was a maggot, but now I'm just Super Fly

Bound for the boundaries, no limit G

Phat ass rythems driven by my destinyYour style's in my pocket

Proclaimed to regain that essence

Pressin 'cause I'm hostile labeled by my profile

Indeed I am, I am indeed hostile when it comes to greedYou wanna play that game bitch

You make a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting

Boy you wanna play that game bitch

You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting

You're bad luck, you're so, stuckStuck deep down in that hole again

Stuck, got your brain on my green again

Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so

Stuck you don't even knowAw yeah, ain't nuttin' like a greedy bitch

Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed

Yeah, yeah all I know, all I know, yeah

Is you must be fucked up in that headI got a little problem, just one question, beyatch

Why, why you wanna be like that?

Why, why you gotta be like that?

You wanna be like thatWhy, why you wanna be like that?

Why, why you wanna be like that?

Why, why you gotta be like that?Why, why you wanna be like that?

Why the fuck you wanna be like that?

Why, why, why you gotta be like that?

Why the fuck you wanna be like that?Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be?

Why, why, why you wanna be like that?

Why, why, why you gotta dig

In my business you fucking whore?Stuck on yourself, you are

You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting

Stuck on yourself you whore

You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting

You're bad luck, you're so, stuckStuck deep down in that hole again

Stuck, got your brain on my green again

Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so

Stuck in your head you don't even know

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