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[feat. Big Rube, G-Rock] It's the real... Hip hop... hey... [Big Rube:] As I lay motionless Wondering why we so emotionally emotionless (scrap metal) My focus is not to be the brunt of the joke in this (scrap metal) Still played so I'm still a toy You still afraid so I'm still a boy (something for you haters) But as my soul this (something for you haters) Seen many-a solstices and plenty-a equinoxes Some if any think we equal not cause God does, but cause laws force them But what are laws if you don't enforce them? Unless you get it on tape It's more suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil liberties rape, in Statue of Liberty shape The American offense make you watch for the headfake Well down with Sam I ain't Three seconds in this paint will make any outside shooter faint Wait for you to blink So when you wake up and can't wake up, you know exactly who to thank [Hook: Cee-Lo] Letras de cancionesOh yes I'm sure, yes I'm sure I don't care anymore Anything, anywhere, anytime, any place Let's do this shit and get it over with I'll run a boxcutter 'cross your face I got niggaz here, I got niggaz there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost anyday I could say fuck it all - fuck it all! [G-Rock:] Having dealings with skill My skill, never have to kill Fuck dead 'em in your grill Yeah fuck nigga for real With a posse a-standing along Me and my nina raw chrome Bucking straight at your dome Ain't stoppin till the bullets gone On that bull, cross no killa Lay no shit round no steala Stop touchin, my nigga I'll kill ya And Jesus can't even hear ya +Thrill+ ya, like Michael Jackson Acting when the time for action Shell gun click out my back and Cee-Lo he strapped with a Mac-10 [Hook] Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hip hop... hey... Something for you haters... (any imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hip hop... hey... [Cee-Lo:] See my words would be believeable, believeable but brief I would even show you my teeth You wouldn't even know that you had any beef But actually I'm angry about it and I haven't had any sleep Because of one little disrespect, it ultimately do the domino effect Boy don't you know that I could sit with my back to you and still have my gat to you, so natural Close my eyes and breathe in, do that to you And as far as anyone that's after you heh The same goes for anyone that run up in your name I hate ya... [Hook] [Cee-Lo:] From the feet, the beat, the gat on the seat And that shouldn't surprise you, oh I've sold some pies to Each any every stone, since I'm obviously on Says fifty to six-five thousand's been blown I am something to see, yet I'm nothing to touch I'll kill ya bout nothing, cause nothing's too much I'll put the barrel to your baby momma belly and squeeze off two So the world won't have to deal with another fuck nigga like you I hate ya... [Hook] Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hey... Something for you haters... (and imitators) Something for you haters... (and purpetrators) It's the real... hey... REVENGE! From Letras Mania