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Papa Roach - Liquid Diet
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This time I came to get mine I saw this cat running with his hand on his 9mm Hes got a small peter Got 2 kids and a wife plus he beats her Nod ya head as if my shit was the dog catcher P-roach comin through sick Im gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you Come on back You getting weak in the knees while you Smokin the cess Oh yes Word to god I know his son is the best He helps me out when Im down or when im Crazy ill stressed I confess Im not as good as the rest But I get down for my crown and I dont Crack under stress But Ill be careful though cause the girl is Memorizing She takes off her clothes And her body is mad surprising Slangin Bangin Her two breasts was firm and not hangin Listen to this rhyme that Im slangin Hooked up with this girl Her name is kelly For really The hip hop body and a piercing through her Belly I knew she was mine when I saw her Working on the line Servin pasta & salad and shes still lookin fine But enough of that though I give a shot out to happy Hes partying down and getting props in this Rap See cause Im the type of cracker thatll get Straight down to beat that you hear Its the pee-roach sound Abused with forks Knives Cut with razor blades That shit is absurd His tempers flaring Now hes twice as mean Now I am talking about this fool Beats his wife thinks hes cool She cries so hard Shes trembling This time he beats her and hes twice as mean Silence in her rage She should recognize next time he is gone she Should pack her bags and leave
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