DEUCE – Walk The Walk

[Deuce:]
Haha,
You fucking pussies,
I’mma fuck wit’ ‘em a lil on this one,
Just a little,
You fucking posers!

[Chorus:]
You know we don’t stop,
Reloadin’ while we hit the top,
I get down cause thats my job,
Y’all better learn to Walk the Walk!
You know we don’t stop,
Reloadin’ while we hit the top,
I get down cause thats my job,
Y’all better learn to Walk the Walk!

[Deuce:]
There’s nothing you can do that’ll make me angry,
You can say the same shit but I’ll do it, the same thing,
HU paved the way to make you crazy,
Maybe I was sent here to make you take it in the ass,
I’m back, it’s Deuce *Yoo-hoo*,
You can tell that slut Ke$ha to shoo shoo,
Boo boo did I make you hate me,
Who knew that I’d be the one who made it!
Take this bitch, ‘course I’m a rapist,
I’m Satan mixed with a little Dre,
Its like a little game for you to say my name quick,
Cause I’m a renegade, number 1 public enemy,
You’re a centipede, I’m the fire with the melody,
Remember me? I’m a fucking true OG,
On your knees bitch, I’mma make you eat this,
Don’t speak when you’re suckin’ on my penis trick!

[Chorus]

[Gadget (Kinda Major):]
Just get it to the jet and I’ll slap this shit,
Outa every motherfucka think they rappin’s sick,
You ain’t as sick, I’m the sickest prick, axe my bitch,
I Fucked the world gave a, got from my rashy dick,
She traded me crabs and syphilis but homie that’s not it,
Got herpes too on purpose dude,
I knew she had this shit,
So what the fuck you gonna do to a masochist who’s mad and pissed,
Crazy, angry adjectives,
Can’t describe it, just divide it, our lives we did,
9 Lives, I killed myself, it’s not an accident, fuck,
It’s like a terrorist, bombs strapped to my chest,
Maybe I’ll go play with razors while I slash my wrist,
I’m dangerous on the stage, you had a mic,
I snatched that shit,
Charlie Scene’s (reversed) probably mean,
But I ain’t mad at the kid,
Deuce just put me in the booth,
I’m better and faster him,
Tell the truth, you had to look at someone fatter or slim.

[Chorus]

[Deuce:]
*Let’s Go*
I got that .45 (45),
Tucked under my seat that’s right (that’s right),
I keep them pistols right by my side,
‘Case these fucks wanna die (you wanna die?),
You know you can’t deny (you can’t deny),
When the bullets go off they fly (they fly),
Straight through your brain I make ‘em look nice (so nice),
We gonna have a lot of fun tonight.
[Gadget:]
Yeah I’m young but I’m still an OG,
Deuce may not but your girlfriends know me,
Dynamite hot, so they tryin’ to blow me,
I’mma take it to the top, shit on all rappers below me!

[Chorus]

[Deuce:]
Bitch!

DEUCE – Walk Alone

You want my life,
you wanna take away whats mine,
but I got my rights
and I’ll keep singing ’till the sun don’t rise.

It’s like a game for me to watch you suffer in pain,
it’s my favorite thing, and I’m a do this shit ’till your slain.
You can go and ask God, even he wants you dead.
I’ll put your name to shame everytime that my pen hits the paper.
Mister, “Mr. I’m the new Jonathan Davis”,
who tries to rap but can’t even sing,
the only time he sounds good is when he’s spreading his rumors,
or filling up his beer gut with the last of his Coors.
Crap, I ain’t done yet, and don’t you ever compare me to you,
I’m the next Trent, your that dude workin’ Pro Tools at noon
and now your chockin’ ’cause your career is over for you.
I fuckin’ smoked you, both you.
Don’t you got something betta’ to do, than tell each other who’s cuter?
“Mr. Cool Dude”, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that your mom’s a loose bitch,
and her two kids can suck my dick, you know who this is.

[Chorus:]
As I walk alone, I still sing for tomorrow.
Don’t you forget that when I meet you there won’t be no sorrow.
These streets are cold but this lonely road I follow.
I’m not scared cause I know coming home tomorrow.

Dr. Drew says he don’t like me. If he’s got a problem with my penis he can fight me.
Motherfuckers think ’cause I’m on the radio they can buy me and put this asshole right beside me.
You think I’m a sit here lying? Fuck that, I ain’t gonna let no psychooooo punk back.
In my city, nine milli’ milli’ sing it with me, I got the Truth in the Spirit, you can try and hit me.
Theres a certain magic when I spit, and only few can match it ’cause I’m right above the ceiling,
its a normal habit, thats why these people say I kill it, thank God he made a magnet to take apart these feelings.
So when you meet me, just say “Hi, how you doin’?” I don’t need that other crap like “Wow, I knew how you grew up”
or you can take the other route and just say “Wow, how you blew up”, but behind my back your saying “how the fuck did he do it?”

[Chorus]

Yeah some may view me as the villain, portray me like a felon,
so my musics like a weapon, my mind is like my senses,
I know when they pretend shit, actin’ like its friendship,
kiss my fuckin’ necklace. Ask Joel he’s my mother fuckin’ witness,
and every single line I spit, I spit like I’m Tupac and shit.
Heheh, Yeah I’m still rockin’ it, still walkin’ it, and they ask Deuce “why you still takin’ it?”

[Chorus]

DEUCE feat. Truth, Gadget and Veze Skante – Till I Drop

Those fools are never gonna rap again
Yeah, we go push all you motherfuckers back
It ain’t over till its over man
Revenge its like a motherfucker, ain’t it ?

[Deuce:]
Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain’t stoppin till I´m on top
I´m screamin´ “FUCK THE WORLD” like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
It’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause it’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Skante:]
They call me Skante Bigante
Ok I’m reloadin´
Stick let the drum spray
Damn that flake got me loaded
Catch a standin´ovay
Clap until your up and open
Daddy bring the heat out
Someone leave the oven open?
Bitch who you kiddin´
We be hotter than a sun blaze
So fucking fly I don’t need a run way
Blunts full of kush
I be steamin till my lungs cave
Gotta, Gotta get paid
Now fuck someday
Blocks of the chalk
And a spoon full of H AYE
Stay with more choppers
Than the muthafuckin has
True call up Deuce like dude what it do
Looks pops for the loot
Ain’t no tellin what I will do
I’m cock aim and shoot
HU I SEE YOU
No icu in the world that save you
I be all about the paper
Baggin up the yaper
On my barbershop shit
Give tha brick a taper

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain’t stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ “FUCK THE WORLD” like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
It’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause it’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Gadget:]
You can Love me, or Hate me,
I don’t give a fuck
What you tryin´to date me?
Either way either you on my nuts
But, whateva you thinkin wont stop this supa star
This world is mine to rape
Fuck it like stupid groupie boards
Use a magnum extra-large
But I´d ooh rather do it raw
These pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards, realy turn me on
And I’m gonna stick it on them
Man my dick is gettin hard
Fuck em all
And i´m a prove it while I do it like its my job

If it is I stick my dick up in this bizz
I get it off
While I´m ticklin the clitoris by stickin it in soft
Just to trick em like I´m fickle
And its possible I´m fluff
But my dick is quick, to switch the brick
And give it to em rough
I´m a sick and twisted son of a bitch,
No disrespect to mom
But she gave birth to a kid way worse than dahmer, Bin Laden
Or Saddam
Persistent I’m a sadistic killer
Ready to uni-bomb
Gadget , if faggots want static
Tell they asses bring it on

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain’t stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ “FUCK THE WORLD” like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
It’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

[Deuce:]
I spew hate, in every direction I spit
I´m tearin it down, everything you built
I already found niche, snitches
Ain’t never gonna stop me, this is it
I can hear my voice bitch
Everyones know I’m on fire, shit
Its the reason why these white kids buy this
There´s no more UNDEAD, Its NINELIVES
This punk-ass better go home or retire, with his mama
Cause it’s already too late to stop what I did
It hurts when I rip this mic´ up, slap you upside
And call you my bitch, if you can´t play the game fucker
Better stand outside it

You ain´t never gonna have no fame again
Both you and your boyfriend in bed
Look at these faggots
How I beat them with just a touch of a pen
I could a smacked you hard,
But I tapped you bitch
And wrote this song instead
Like I said in story of a snitch
We are not best friends
I almost flew over the cuckoo´s nest
I had to get shit off of my chest
You tried to push my ass
Off the edge ,
But I got NINELIVES homie
I ain’t dead

Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain’t stoppin till i´m on top
I´m screamin´ “FUCK THE WORLD” like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
It’s NineLives muthafucka till I drop

When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined in chalk
If you talk you better learn to walk the walk
Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

DEUCE – The One

I see the sickness in the signs
The dead weight in line
Like the sickness in my mind
Homosexuals and liars
Fuck playing for reasons
Fuck playing for Jesus
Let me shine like a god, like a leader
I’ll burn a hole through your cross
My souls already lost
And it’s funny ‘cuz they’re saying ‘He’s hott.’
But they don’t see the fucking tears that I’ve cried
And they don’t hear me when I scream when I die
I wanna live good, I wanna live right
My insecurities are eatin’ me alive
I need a friend, someone close to my heart
That’ll help me through my struggles
You can help me through my times

[Chorus]
I’m supposed to be the one who brings us all together
Weak or strong, not just a song
We sing along when things go wrong
You will need me when you fall
And I will need you when I’m wrong
Tears lead me on
They let me lead you so far
Weak or strong, I’ll hold your arm

I already found the devil, he’s my best friend
He taught me how to leave, but I don’t wanna end
I want a pill for every bad thought
For every chick I fucked
For every time I lost
Don’t think I’m broken, ‘cuz I’m not
Got milk? Got problems?
Problems is all that I got
You’re looking down on a barrel of a bent pole
Take my hand, I promise that I’ll go slow
When you looked too close you end up with a broke soul
‘Cuz in the end it’s certain where all the souls go
Maybe you can show me how to live right
And come see how it all ends wrong

[Chorus]
I’m supposed to be the one who brings us all together
Weak or strong, not just a song
We sing along when things go wrong
You will need me when you fall
And I will need you when I’m wrong
Tears lead me on
They let me lead you so far
Weak or strong, I’ll hold your arm

I’ll take you to a place so warm
Like the insides of a baby unborn
The bible keeps telling me ‘Don’t go!’
They don’t know what I know, what?
You won’t reap what I sew, what?
You won’t cease when I blow, yup!
I won’t leave when you go, nope!
Come with me, let us go home

[Chorus]
I’m supposed to be the one who brings us all together
Weak or strong, not just a song
We sing along when things go wrong
You will need me when you fall
And I will need you when I’m wrong
Tears lead me on
They let me lead you so far
Weak or strong, I’ll hold your arm

DEUCE feat. Truth – Set It Off

They know, I came to set it off.
God let me know I can let it off.
You see my cross yeah’ it never falls.
You know it’s on ’till the break of dawn.

Yeah! I make the green grow like I’m hard shit
and I’m one of a kind like Picaso’s portrait.
I’m killin’ rat boys ’till I’m goin’ spycho.
Prying through the night like my name is Michael.
It’s all gravy like I’m sittin’ on mesh,
I’m spendin’ money like I’m swimming in cash,
gramps to ash, zits to quarters,
Guidin’ the verse like I’m fuckin’ Larry Starters.
I’m on the front, ‘aint you glad?
Got a pump up if only ho’s get mad.
The train, 5-7 don’t let it catch you slip,
Billy the Kid, boy want some cowboy shit?
I’m a grown man, the whippin’ got rims,
I’m from LA homie I don’t rock tens.
Pop’ said to go, so I grew up quick.
Life is a bitch let’s get back on this shit.

The truth mother fucker, is this is my summer.
Watch me talk dirty like a 9 on her number.
Fuck your girlfriend then throw away the rubber.
This is yo’ job, take a hole, lover.
Bitch, open yo’ mouth, I’m wet, still, in all.
Your man ‘aint ballin’ that weapon’s a rental.
I’m a born felon, I don’t obey the law.
I run this shit, missed paper in all.
They on my dawg, these fuckin’ kids.
Like a new born on their mama’s tits.
Valet’ after keys when I pull up with her.
Hitchin’ for ya’ chain if I catch ya’ slip-up.
Though I can’t ‘stop like an ongoing hic-up these fake mother fuckers, I’m so sick of.
They can try to run, but they can’t hide.
They say raging waters, I roll in and slide

I speed right, when I’m blind-folded, tounge tied.
They say I’m number one, and the both’ve no tries.
I say I’m having fun cause my shit’s got nine tiles.
Crack em in the morn’yeah and dad’s got nine lives.
City after city and my crew get’s air time.
Witty he’s so witty but he’s right at the same time
He want’s to roll with me like a seven dream fitty.
God I know you’re with me, when I’m gone I know you’ll miss me.
Grab the mic, I’m like a hero from the afterlife, now it’s time to show these people what my skills are like,
you know what’s been on my mind. Grab that loot and take what’s mine.
Tryin’ interveiw me like “yo what’s ya life like” you see me on K-Rock yo’ that shit’s tight.
Heard it on the pages “Yo thats Deuce right?”
a million fuckin’ plays now it’s on like game-time.

We ride, we roll and everybody here knows
that I kill these flo’s they keep say’n no-no.
They know me fo’ real and that’s fo sho’ when I grab the wheel,
Truth’s got the dough.

We ride, we roll and everybody here knows
that I kill these flo’s they keep say’n no-no.
They know me fo’ real and that’s fo sho’ when I grab the wheel,
Truth’s got the dough.

DEUCE feat. Skee-Lo – Now You See My Life

There once was a kid named Deuce
Who got sick n’ tired of bein’ picked on
so he got himself a nice 22′
Click BOOM, now he’s on the fuckin news

Now who’s the king of these rap acts? American Bad ass
They say he’s a class act, no wonder he’s jabbed at
That’s why they put me up in lights and I rap back ‘n have these critics wanna’ mimic my crack ass
He ain’t no cinic but he knows where your dad’s at
They ain’t gonna finish till they send you to bagdhad

and minute by minute they go’ pull you right in it, you go’ end up at clinics because they put you on xinix
but don’t you worry I’m back ya Deuce is back with a black hat, cape and a black cat baby I’m the new Batman.
“oooooooo”
You know only sarah can grab that, I don’t need no groupies trying to grab at my pants,
hoping that I’m gonna go back and tax that I ain’t endin’ up in no place with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media trash bag’s, just because I’m white and I sing like I’m half black?

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

try and take my pride, we both know that’s silly know that’s silly.
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

Soon as my voice’s touch’s or even get’s close to a track it’s ratatatatat I’m droppin’ bomb’s on they asses
burn you up in the ashes ya I’m back to my old tactics, rappin to slay faggots and rappers who ain’t have what it take’s
so I straight jack ‘em, Slap em’ I ain’t laughin’, this is where it gets tragic homie you ain’t matchin’ me or my ryhmes
half black half white rapper tryna’ downgrade my skills tellin everyone I’m wack, shit what about your habbit?
Slangin’ dope on the streets from your one bedroom apartment. (HEY LOOK IT’S ME CARTMAN I’M RETARDED)
Don’t get me started how these old farts tryn’ pick apart my religion, of course I’m gifted ain’t no god but I’m lifted.
Listen I’m the wizkid who grew up a little different. Welcome to my life bitch, It’s my last mission.

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

try and take my pride, we both know that’s silly know that’s silly.
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

I was born to rip shit, Born with too much wit, that’s why they call me the wizkid cuz I drop hits.
Mimic me? I’m too sick, you can’t hang I’m too quick. What’s my name? DEUCE BITCh, it’s the new shit.
Leavin’ ego’s bruised in ya you’re trapped you’re stupid. Try and step in my shoes but it’s foolish.
I’m coo coo homie I got screw’s loose. Fuck TOOL, you can kiss my ass too bitch. You and your DR PHIL affiliates, you’re worth
two cents of my time and a few bars, so move bitch. As long as I’m doing music, I’ma be a nuesence, It’s a new movement.

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

try and take my pride, we both know that’s silly know that’s silly.
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

try and take my pride, we both know that’s silly know that’s silly.
you want what you can’t have and you know that’s too damn bad

DEUCE feat. Ronnie Radke and Truth – Nobody Likes Me

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

All this hate you gave me that turned me deranged
Now I’m burning in the flames
All the things you said, they’ve been stuck in my head
And now I’m at it again, an addict
Welcome to hell bitch
You can’t do nothing about it

Out of my way faggot, you heard what I said damnit
I am an automatic ready to fire back at
All the fuckers laughing
Not gonna lie about it, I’m gonna wreck havoc
Everyone’s dying
Don’t matter

This is my chance
Maybe my last
And if I leave
There’s no way back

This is your fate
When worlds collapse
I took my pain
Now give it back

I give it back, give it back
Only one of us will laugh last
Now give it back…
I give it back, give it back
Break this whole fucking world in half

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

I used to have so many friends
I thought I could trust
But when it came to saving me
You let me self-destruct

Well I’m back now, I’m seeking out this vengeance
Not to mention that this black cloud, it sticks around
And visits my intuition, won’t let me back down
And I swear to God, my heart is like a piston
Pumping rage into this engine, turn the keys to my ignition

Listen nobody likes me
Enlightening, it excites me
And I talk this shit with the lyrics I spit
And still nobody will fight me

Try walking a mile in my shoes
And get beat with your own Nikes
I’m a grimey motherfucker
With a mic’ so call me Mickey

I got no patience lately
For these fucking faggots
Fecking making lies up
Wise up

And if you really think you can take me
Wake me up from this lazy battle
Rattle you with my crazy battle
Pay my dues back on the saddle
The lonely road that I slowly travel

This is my chance
Maybe my last
And if I leave
There’s no way back

This is your fate
When worlds collapse
I took my pain
Now give it back

I give it back, give it back
Only one of us will laugh last
Now give it back…
I give it back, give it back
Break this whole fucking world in half
Break this world in half!

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

You thought you figured it out
You thought you figured it out
Uh huh, you thought you figured it out
You thought you… figured me out!

You’ll never figure me out!
You can’t figure me out!
Shut the fuck up!
I’ll burn you fuckers down!

I know you’re proud
I held my ground
Time’s running out

You hear the crowd
They know you’re down
Time’s running out

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
But I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me
No one likes me
Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Now it’s much too late
To say you’re sorry
Don’t care what you think
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Now it’s much too late
To say you’re sorry
Don’t care what you think
Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

DEUCE feat. Jeffree Star – Let’s Get It Crackin’

Release the crackin’!!!!!

All the girlies with the pretty little panties, turn around let me smack both them ass cheeks, throw your cups up if you’ll get nasty
woah

Oh damn girl you’re looking real fancy, girl come on Deuces lap, I got free candy, throw your cups up, we gonna get nasty
I know how to make you happy

Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me
Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me

Here I come, rubbing on your girls clit and on her bum, oops look what I found a nice little wonder bra, she must be young cuz I can barely get on her rum, next we do the hips, so I just keep on rubbing them. Poke a hole in her butt while I’m sucking them tittles that’s fun, cuz I can do all three at once, bust a nut, let it drip drip from the tongue, Slut I just gave you anal, you still licked it up!
It’s time to find me some more girlies in the club, I like ‘em black, I like ‘em white, I like ‘em young, I like ‘em tall, I like ‘em short they got junk, she’s got an ass that goes like a dump truck, I know she wants to take me home, shes calling her friends at home, I got Deuce girl, so bring a bottle of rum and some condoms cuz we gon’ have a threesome

Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me
Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me Jeffree!

Pink swag, Glitter gun, high heels, here I come, make-up on in the club, fucked your mom just for fun, I’m so wet, make you wild, make you wanna pull it out oh wow, on my knees can’t breathe suck it down, I want to smear it all around, cum queen bitch I wear the crown, slice me up, baby make me drown, bare-backing it’s a touchdown.
Smacking fags is what I do, you wanna be me? HA what’s new? Spit or lube you better choose, bitch what’s a condom, no excuse, my vagina is a petting zoo, only let in ten inch dudes, just got raped by drake baby, why’d you fuck up my hair-do? It’s J E F F R E E Starr, I play your boys like a fuckin guitar, lick my ass and my surgery scars, cuz I only smash midgets and fuckin retards.

Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me
Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me

Don’t be afraid of me girl, just bend back let me rock your whole world, tonight’s gonna be one big blur, party in room three over, tittles jiggling up in here, we’re getting freaky that’s fo sure, drinking that ice cold bud, I was born to rock this world.
GO! This place has turned into a festival
GO! It’s turned, it’s transsexual
GO! Extraterrestrial
GO! Let’s go Let’s go Let’s go
GO! This place has turned into a festival
GO! It’s turned, it’s transsexual
GO! Swrilin’ like a carousel
GO! Let’s go Let’s go Let’s GO!!!

Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me
Let’s get it crackin’, bottles we back in town, we so plastered, so meet her in the bathroom.
She just turned 18, she calls me baby, cause she’s been waiting, all night to rape me

All the girlies with the pretty little panties, turn around let me smack both them ass cheeks, throw your cups up if you’ll get nasty
woah

Oh damn girl you’re looking real fancy, girl come on Deuces lap, I got free candy, throw your cups up, we gonna get nasty
woah

DEUCE feat. Travie McCoy – I Came To Party

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya, I came to party.

[Deuce:]
Hey bar tender, can I get a cup?
Tonight’s my night and I’m gettin’ fucked up.
I hope I still got the charm, got the luck,
’cause all these bitches and ho’s look like so much fun.

[Travie McCoy:]
And I just stepped in the club,
feelin’ my self like a braille book,
double-fistin’ two pitchers of pale ale,
both stale as fuck.
And all these busted females
lined up at the bathroom,
in and out,
we know what they doin’.

[Chorus - Deuce:]
I came to party, I came to party.
Hands up girl give me that body.
I can tell you want somethin’ from me,
’cause everything you think girl I can see.
I came to party, I came to party.
Hands up girl give me that body.
I’m a make you mine before I leave,
‘Cause every little thing you do to me,
got me goin’ crazy.

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya, I came to party.

[Deuce:]
Let’s have a party girl,
you can bring your friends tonight,
after the club
we can play all the games you like.
Yeah the stakes are high,
but if your cards right,
you’ll be wakin’ up naked;
what happened last night?

[Travie McCoy:]
Too bad you’re, just another notch in the bedpost,
tryin’ a get close and cuddly.
My girl stays in Brooklyn,
you just my west-coast fuck buddy.
Get that through your skull girl,
I’m here for one night,
and please quit fuckin’ up my buzz ’cause

[Chorus - Deuce]

[Deuce:]
I thought I told ya. I came to party
Ya I came, I came, to party

[Truth:]
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sippin’ on some bomb shit.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, its about that time bitch.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, we party hard and never quit,
west coast, east coast, yeah you lovin’ it.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sippin’ on some bomb shit.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, its about that time bitch.
Sip, sip, sip, sip, we party hard and never quit,
Deuce, Truth, Travie, yeah you lovin’ it.

[Deuce:] Yeah you L L L L lovin’ it.

[Chorus - Deuce]

DEUCE feat. Truth – Hollyhood Vacation

[Deuce]
Yeah!
Nine lives!

[Truth]
California, Hollyhood,
Got the liquor,
Feelin’ good
Cali bud,
Light it up
Get your money,
That’s what’s up
Yeah that’s me,
From the streets
In the car,
With my heat
What you need
V-I who,
V-I what,
You with me

[Deuce Chorus x2]
Sh-Shake it to the front
Sh-Shake it to the back
Now turn it all around,
Show me how you shake that ass
I’m in the club,
Gettin’ buzzed, yeah I’m faded
And baby momma, if you want it,
We can make it

[Truth]
Just close your eyes completely shut
Open your eyes and face The Truth
Marinate facts, observe the scene
GML, respect the roots
Money, money, I get it, get it
Hustle hard, no lookin’ back
Shake them haters, that’s for real
Make some moves and watch me stack
I’m hood baby, can’t you tell
Hollywood, fuck Glendale
Oh, well I went to jail
Guess what, Deuce got bail
Nine lives off my chain,
I’m coo, coo, so insane
Mona Lisa, perfect picture
Got beef, my pistol get you
Chuck Taylors, white T’s,
Low riders, man please
Back up off me you fuckin’ chump
Turn this up, and let it bump
Ruthless cats, on my team
Nightmare, I’m in your dream
You’re the crop, I’m the cream
I’m the hustler, you’re the fiend
Back it up, shake that ass
Me and Deuce, no need to ask
He gone crazy, lost his mask
I gone crazy, and got his back
Lights on, lights off
It’s about to spark off
Flow’s so heavy, it’ll knock your socks off
Yeah!

[Deuce Chorus x2]

[Deuce]
This shit’s so easy,
You see me, you can’t believe that it’s me
Oh, my God he’s in all my dreams
Oh, my God you know how to sing
Oh, my God it’s you, is this real
Yeah, you see me, sittin’ and drinkin
You see me sittin’, I’m thinkin’
She thinks I’m easy, believe me
When she comes home there’s no teasin’
There’s no speed, you feel me
She wan’t to fuck with no rubber
She gonna think I’m a lover
Bitch better stay in the covers
‘Cause we ain’t gotta be lovers
Just take your pants off and cuddle
Don’t call your man, ’cause it’s trouble
If he comes back, I’ma shovel a hole so deep in my yard
I’ll let him sleep with the sharks
Fishes, so don’t be alarmed
When I take the keys to your car
And we ain’t gotta be buddies
Or hug inside o’ no club
We ain’t gotta make nothin’ public so fuck it
‘Cause next week I’ll be havin’ models and bottles
Inside my one-room apartment
That’s when this shit gets retarded
And bitch start seein’ doubles of me
And wake up in trouble with me
‘She’s only seventeen man!’
That’s when they call the police

[Deuce Chorus x2]

[Truth]
Oh, I’m back, The Truth, that’s that
I’ma star like Terry O, short bus retarded flow
Want the money plus the fame, run rap, mando
I’m faster, faster than a honey mustard Lambo
Movin’ through an open road
Worldwide, around the globe
What’s the streets without the code
Escobar without the blow
Jibberjabber yippy yap
Competition where you at
All you suckers, I don’t slack
Got a problem, do the math!

[Deuce Chorus]

DEUCE – Gravestone

Never was a killer but I spilt enough blood.
Never thought I’d be the one to sweep your fucking ashes underneath my rug.
People come and people go. But I ain’t people.
So tell your people when they see me they gonna feel the evil.
You missed the past off them city lights make you last.
Now you’re sayin’ rest in peace.
Packing all your bags.
Say goodbye, say goodbye, but save your last dance.
Take your last glance at me now. It’s your chance.

Goodbye, goodbye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. Rest in peace alone.
I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone.
(If you died.) Goodbye, goodybye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. rest in peace alone.
I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone. (If you died.)

I used to be the boy, the only boy my mama had.
Now I’m sittin’ in this house underneath my past.
Cleaning out where we used to drink and laugh.
Thinking what had happened, how it happened, how I didn’t see the past.
Seems like all it had happened all too fast.
Thinkin’ sound was my mask. I was caught up, lost in the mask.
Now it’s dark, and now it’s black. I missed the contrast.
You say it’s black and white, black and white my ass.
And in these moments I was wrong. These moments seem so long.
Ticking on the clock till the moments gone, and I don’t wanna go back.
Relapse the day, collapse the faze while I’m looking down the drain.

Goodbye, goodbye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. Rest in peace alone.
I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone.
(If you died.) Goodbye, goodybye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. rest in peace alone.
I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone. (If you died.)

See my conscience don’t work no more, it don’t hurt no more.
And it don’t hurt to see you lying, it don’t work no more.
So when I’m sayin’ ‘Stay away!’, realize I ain’t fucking playing.
Younger like my younger days. Maybe hungry but I’m crazed.
Raised by criminal ways, hear the chandelier break.
It ain’t no mistake. I’m waiting on Nolana’s grave, and can’t get any pictures from my veins.
Ain’t no fucking me for Jane. Naked for my brother’s rein.
On my arm you’ll see the same.
And if I never see your face, I will always feel the same.
Divide me from the wrongs.
So when I’m gone my spirit will live on. Let my lyrics show you God.

Goodbye, goodbye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. Rest in peace alone. I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone.
(If you died.) Goodbye, goodybye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I’ll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. rest in peace alone.
I wouldn’t put a fucking flower on your gravestone. (If you died.)

DEUCE – Freaky Now

Truth, Deuce, Jeffree Star…

She wants to lick my body,
And I want to lick her body.
So let’s all have a party,
Lick each other,
Let’s get naughty.
She thinks that I’m a hotty,
And I know she likes it doggie.
Oh Ah, La Di Da Di.
Oh Ah, Touch my body.

Girl Let’s get Freaky Now.
Lick you all up and down.
I got them lips,
I’ll make you drip until you twist all around.
I want to feel them legs, Because it ain’t time for sex.
You’ve got them hips, You’ve got them lips
I want to feel the rest.

I like boys and girls and rockstars
Even virgins wanna come into my snack bar.
Don’t hate me because I fucked your favorite band.
Beer bottle in my pussy, Let’s do a keg stand (bing).
And let me show you how to sit on that dick.
America’s Next Top Model, Click Click.
I’m the ringleader Girls follow my trends.
Got Hannah Montana doing anal with my friends.
Pull my hair, Scratch my back, Beat me like Rihanna.
I love ass to mouth and black cock like Obama, what?
We showed you how to turn off the lights
So give me some fucking Twilight neck bites.
Deuce is going to get your coochie real loose
So I’m a line up your men and play duck duck goose.

Girl Let’s get Freaky Now.
Lick you all up and down.
I got them lips,
I’ll make you drip until you twist all around.
I want to feel them legs, Because it ain’t time for sex.
You’ve got them hips, You’ve got them lips
I want to feel the rest.

Oh, Look who’s back with his favorite transvestite.
In the back sittin’ V.I.P, That’s right.
And you’re still waiting outside with a girl, mad.
Because I got into the front line, with a gun.
Yeah it’s all fun till your laid out with your brains out
And you end up on the other side of the club.
With your face down.
While my whole club bangs out of control.
It’s out of this world.
The way you shake them hips make me like “Damn Girl”.
The way them lips taste make me think damn sure
That your sucking dick straight from the men’s bathroom.
A little drip drip because you suck a dick quick.
It’s awesome, bitch, Then you realize “Oh Shit!”
Took that shit out,
When it smelt like cold fish.
A little Chlamydia ain’t gonna do shit.

Girl Let’s get Freaky Now.
Lick you all up and down.
I got them lips,
I’ll make you drip until you twist all around.
I want to feel them legs, Because it ain’t time for sex.
You’ve got them hips, You’ve got them lips
I want to feel the rest.

I’m from the West Coast, Bentleys and palm trees.
You can tell his army you’re looking at his car keys.
Got a problem, Add it up, Damn right, I’m tatted up.
California, Stand up, And go on, put your hands up.
I’m sipping on whatever, So she can look better.
I don’t want a problem, So I bought the condoms.
Truth is in the house, She must be in some luck.
I’ve seen her at the club, And heard she wants to fuck.
I’m gangster like white walls, Sitting on a regal.
I hear no, I see no, I speak no evil.
Rock your boat, baby I’m the coolest skipper.
Live up in this hospital, Ain’t nobody sicker.
Balling, baby, My truth speak for itself.
I got the LVs on the bag, Just to match the belt.
I like the smiles on your bitch and that’s a fact
I put some miles on your bitch and send her ass back
That’s right.

Girl Let’s get Freaky Now.
Lick you all up and down.
I got them lips,
I’ll make you drip until you twist all around.
I want to feel them legs, Because it ain’t time for sex.
You’ve got them hips, You’ve got them lips
I want to feel the rest.

These ladies go crazy, They wanna have all my babies.
They love me because I’m famous, And haters hate that I made it.
Oh baby, Oh baby.
Let me get in your Mercedes, I know you got a friend or two, maybe.
I hope she ain’t think we’re dating.

I’m heroin, I’m like ecstasy.
All these girls want sex from me.
Blowing up my phone, Always texting me.
All they want to do is get next to me.
I’m schizo, I’m loco.
They’re mad because I’m rolling solo.
I’m rich trying to get that mo-dough.
And in the bed these girls say I’m a mofo.

Girl Let’s get Freaky Now.
Lick you all up and down.
I got them lips,
I’ll make you drip until you twist all around.
I want to feel them legs, Because it ain’t time for sex.
You’ve got them hips, You’ve got them lips
I want to feel the rest.

You know you like that, hoe.
You know what it is.
Nine Lives, Bitch.

DEUCE – Franny

You helped me see
When there was so much in me
You helped me believe
When there was something to be

And I don’t mind if there’s nothing to say
Cuz in the end we’ll always be the same
And I don’t mind if there’s nowhere to stay
Cuz in the end we’ll always find our way

Is this me, Is this you
So hard to understand this world
Is it True, will be soon
So hard to understand

You helped me see
When there was so much in me
You helped me believe
When there was something to be

And I don’t care what you say to me
Or run away until the sun starts to fade
And I don’t care how you look at me
We’ll run today until we’re far away

Is this me, Is this you
So hard to understand this world
Is it True, will be soon
So hard to understand

Is this me, Is this you
So hard to understand this world
Is it True, will be soon
So hard to understand

Is this me, Is this you
You helped me see
Is it True, will be soon
You helped me believe

DEUCE – Don’t Speak Bitch

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.
Why can’t you go bye bye bye?
‘Cause I, will take your life away,
So turn around and just walk away!

It’s my flo’, my show, so backup.
I’m Huge, I’m big, you’re a jackoff.
I’ll cool you aint your another cracker.
I’m bad I’m bad, so get ready, BLAST OFF.
I’m the King, the mean one,
I bring the heat on, and you ain’t got the smarts, so take a seat son.
You’re a peon, and your getting peed on.
And Im’a let the world watch while I sing songs.

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.
Why can’t you go bye bye bye?
‘Cause I, will take your life away,
So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

Back-up back-up before you end up smacked, up stand up stand up lemme’ see your hands up I’m back with another can full of whoop-ass so these fags kissing on each others asses I will shit on you so take a minute fool before you open your mouth and I spit on you while my shit plays straight from my living room, I’ll let the whole world watch while I finish you!

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.
Why can’t you go bye bye bye?
‘Cause I, will take your life away,
So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.
Why can’t you go bye bye bye?
‘Cause I, will take your life away,
So turn around and just shut the fuck up!
Just shut your mouth!
Shut the fuck up!
Before I take break your mouth, I take you out!

shut the fuck up! Just shut your mouth!
Shut the fuck up! Before I take break your mouth, I take you out!

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.
Why can’t you go bye bye bye?
‘Cause I, will take your life away,
So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

DEUCE – Don’t Approach Me

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don’t approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don’t approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don’t approach me
You’re lookin’ like a bitch
You’re a coward,
You ain’t shit!

You feel the fuckin’ flame in my heart, yep, yep
Knock ‘em bellies, got me evil, so evil
So weak, but so strong
A lady named Sigh’s got my secrets, my spirit
And you gonna have to kill her to defeat me
Yeah, give me one, give me two, three, four, five shots
When I’m rollin’ in the Benz with The Truth, pop, pop!
A shotgun in the back, yeah it’s loaded, yeah it’s cocked
Hollywood! Throw your hands up! Where you at!
I ain’t got no fuckin’ ice on my fingers,
Just ten broken bones on your throat so you ain’t breathin’
Yeah, you know where I live, you’re a bitch, you got shit
Take your best shot, on the west side, I got nine lives!
Try to see through my eyes, no you can’t, nope
Watch my pearly whites shine, while I laugh
You better catch me in the club fallin’ down
Don’t need a knife to take you one life!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don’t approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don’t approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don’t approach me
You’re lookin’ like a bitch
You’re a coward,
You ain’t shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don’t approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don’t approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don’t approach me
You’re lookin’ like a bitch
You’re a coward,
You ain’t shit!

Just remember, I ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’
Made it for nothin’, do somethin’
Feel the bass pop, when it’s thumpin
I see you hidin’ and runnin’
You know it’s
Judgment Day, keep on runnin’
You hear my shit when it’s bumpin’
And pray to God I ain’t comin’
I bleed a little bit of me when I speak
I’m speakin’ to my enemies
Ain’t no heroes in this life of mine
Ain’t no fuckin’ wrong!
That be rainin’ how I feel inside
You gonna fuckin’ hear me when I speak, and when I’m heated
Heated like a nine milimeter!
There ain’t no fuckin’ pictures here left to paint, homie!
Except for the portrait of Mrs. Blow Me!
I can joke, if you wanna joke, we can go!
Till the throat, till you’re bleedin’ on your hardwood flo!
No matter the place, no matter the time, no matter the race
I’m leadin’, you hatin’ me, ’cause there ain’t no changin’ me
I’m the whitest of the white, the rawest of the raw
I’m laughin’ on the inside screamin’ ‘Fuck you all!’
Better come and change my shit, bitch!
So twenty-three attorney generals can suck my dick!
While I’m sittin’ in the back of a black and white vick,
Chained up, and I still don’t give a shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don’t approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don’t approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don’t approach me
You’re lookin’ like a bitch
You’re a coward,
You ain’t shit!

This is for you fags, when you ride
Don’t approach me
This is for you fucks, when you die
Don’t approach me
Go on, run your mouth, where you hide
Don’t approach me
You’re lookin’ like a bitch
You’re a coward,
You ain’t shit!

DEUCE – Deuce Dot Com

Oh!
Don’t Stop
What’s my name girl, what’s my name girl? (Deuce!)
Don’t Stop,
Shake that thang girl, shake that thang!

[Chorus]
We can ride if you wanna ride, later
We can dance if you wanna dance, baby
I don’t care if you gotta man, save me
Keep standin’ by my side,
‘Cause you know you’re mine!

Yeah California, throw ‘em up where you at
California, get ready I’m back!
I keep it bumpin’ like I’m black,
Like Michael Myers, watch out the mask!
I know you like what you see,
Blitzin’ and the 50 Tommy’s all I need
You can visit me on the web,
H-T-T-P, got your bitch on her knees!
Dot com, I’m the bomb,
If your friends with Tom, MySpace dot com
I’ll give you what you need,
Keep you dancin’ all night like ecstasy!
Everybody’s doin’ it baby,
Everybody, everybody get crazy! (Crazy!)
We can dance, we can ride,
Shake that ass, I got LA Pride!

[Chorus x2]
They want to get to know me,
They all want to be my homies
I ain’t no Timberlake,
But I get more bitches at the end of the day!
I’m shinin’, shinin’
Everybody know’s me
I’m grindin’, grindin’
They’re saying, ‘Oh lordy!’
There he goes again, Oh yeah
Gettin’ Kronked again, and you mad!
You like my tats, my shoes, my hats
I’m back, I’m dressed in black
Your crew keeps wonderin’ where I’m at,
They keep thinkin’ how I got so bad
I’m slippin’ through the back door, motha fucka!
We can ride,
We can dance if you wanna,
Or we can take it to the back,
Watchin’ little lady shake that ass,
We can all get trashed!

[Chorus x2]

I don’t stop for hos,
I don’t stop for yos
Hollywood’s got me crazed,
That’s fo sho!
They don’t like it when they see me with a 4-0
Gettin’ tickets every night by the po-po
My rep goes back,
It goes so far
I ain’t got no cash,
But you think I’m a star!
Pullin’ up in my fancy cars,
I be gettin’ all the fancy brauds!
I did it all for the nooky, the nooky,
I’m rollin’, rollin’
C’mon, Cookie!
Don’t think I’m here to get yours,
I’m bad, I’m back,
I’m here to get more,
So keep gridin’, bumpin’, dancin’
Move how you wanna move
We can do it all night if you wanna grove
‘Cause there ain’t nothin’ left to do
‘Cept me and you, bitch!

[Chorus x2]

DEUCE – America

[Chorus]
They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name,
In a world that’s insane,
Was America to blame?
When you’re praying for a change to a God with no face!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a fucking AK,
It’s going up in flames,
In a world that’s insane,
Was America to blame?
When you’re praying for a change to a God with no face!

You can’t tell me what to say,
Because I’ve got one religion,
And I’ve got one decision,
It’s a big fuck you!

I keep spitting in your face,
Every month and every day,
Every time you hear my name,
My middle fingers up too.

You think I own you,
But I ain’t go no room for these hoes,
Cause they ain’t no good,
I ain’t living by your rules.

You’re getting older,
Full of liquor you’re blowing,
And you wanna be noticed,
But you’re dying so slowly.

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

So when they point the finger,
We’ll flip ours back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

[Chorus]

Eenie meenie minie moe,
Each one of us gonna know,
That your time is coming soon,
Cause there ain’t enough room,
In this world for us two.

Yeah, I hate to break the news,
But I’ma break it in this music,
To let the world know who,
Who you’ve been using,
Who you’re abusing,
It’s the suits you’ve being fooling.

But you know that you’re useless,
So he’s been acting so ruthless,
Deep inside you’re just ruined,
Cause I keep on moving here,
To show you the truth bitch!

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

So when they point the finger,
We’ll flip ours back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

[Chorus]

WHY CAN’T YOU DIE? [x2]

MOTHERFUCKER JUST DIE [x2]

NO MORE GOODBYES [x2]

JUST FUCKING DIE! [x2]

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name,
In a world that’s insane,
Was America to blame?
When you’re praying for a change to a God with no face!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a needle in your vein,
A sickness with no name.

So when they point the finger,
You flip one back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

They wanna see blood,
They wanna see hate,
Like a fucking AK,
It’s going up in flames.

So when they point the finger,
We’ll flip ours back,
And say fuck that.
FUCK THAT!

DEUCE – Help Me

[Deuce:]
Hello?

[Record Label:]
Yes, hello, Aron, Deuce, yo you there?

[Deuce:]
Hey yeah! What’s up!

[Record Label:]
So a little birdie tells me you’re working on a new record, is that true?

[Deuce:]
B-Birdy, yeah that’s

[Record Label:]
WTF are you thinking!?

Help Me… [plays fades in, in the background]

[Deuce:]
Uhhhhh…I’m very busy I’m doin’ shit you know?

[Record Label:]
WTF is goin’ on through your brain? We’re big, we’re a fucking major label! You ain’t gonna be startin’ your own band!

[Arguing]

[Record Label:]
I’m gonna trash that record! No radio! You ain’t not comin’ out without my permission! Imma burry you boy, Imma burry you!

[Chorus:]
Help me I ain’t got no brains,
Help me I can’t feel no pain,
Help me I can’t stand the rain,
Help me before I drift away!

Help me I ain’t got no brains,
Help me I can’t feel no pain,
Help me I can’t stand the rain,
Help me before I drift away!

[Verse 1:]
I’m the George Bush of this rap shit,
You can tell Randy Jackson to kiss my black ass,
I’m the white Obama bitch,
You could judge this when I flip middle finger up a little while I quit,
I’m sick of these people tryin’ to tell me what I got,
These thousand drums make you want a little click,
Put ‘em around in there, make ‘em drown in with,
These other rap stars are like clowns it’s sick,
Like Monica Lewinsky when She’s sucking on a 6 inch toothpick bitch,
Just got her boobs in so she can do it do it
Make a new clit. While these kids are downloading and he sounds profound,
Yeah I ain’t going down with my hand on my dick,
While the next world trade center blows up quick,
Hold up I think you need another doughnut Mr. officer,
Everybody go nuts!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Look what I’ve become,
This place I’ve begun,
Started as The One and still don’t give a fuck,
These bitches gettin’ love,
No more Grenade a’ Dove,
You 30 rappers *blech*,
You still ain’t gotta buzz,
You can dream, you can dream but you gonna suck,
I got the voice and the lips baby turn it up,
I don’t need MTV when I sell this much,
I’d rather be on Carson Daily than Oprah, son,
I am better than that,
I’m a veteran, kid,
Get these kids offa medicine bitch,
Who’s better than him,
I’mma ruin that bitch,
I’mma tell you once now I’mma tell you again,
At least fight back, pussy,
Give me a challenge,
I’m the BOSS motherfucker you don’t want no static,
B-O-S-S, Deuce is back bitch,
Yo Truth (what’s up),
Pass the automatic!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Yeah!
These labels want to put me away for good,
They wanna keep me in the hood,
But I keep swinging right back like you know I should,
Making history in the books,
You suck,
There’s no buts,
The whole music industry can lick my nuts,
Motherfucker I ain’t got no love for some fake ass wannabe Donald Trump!

[Outro]

[Record Label:]
Deuce can suck my fucking contract! You do what I say, I ain’t making you famous! You’re not fucking bitches without my permission!

[Chorus x2]

[Deuce:]
Uh huh, uh huh!
Yeah I ain’t even gotta fucking try!
You know why?
Cause I sound good Whenever I talk, whenever I spit, whenever I sing, bitch.
I’m the white Obama bitch!

Hey Yuma, let’s get the fuck outta here!