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Denace

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    Oh, are you hearing this one? Are you hearing this one, it's
    (Damn son, where'd you find this?)

    I'm a monster on the beat, yeah, call it intercoarse, I'm going in of coarse
    Skip the doctor call the morgues, I'm killin swiftly come get me
    You fuckers sickening to my stomach, I love it, you're nothing!
    I'm sicker then vomit, I strap myself and I bomb it, I'm on it
    I'm the real deal you're a strap on, come on kid
    What you got against me? I sound like Em on the beat?
    That's insignifacant son, try something newer with me
    Shit, I knew I would be so dick hard in your thoughts
    I'm fuckin your mind up, excuse me pardon my balls
    Excuse me french, I'm just a little bit tense
    You got my dick so hard I can pitch up a tent

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    What you got against me, huh? NOTHING
    What are you supposed to be, huh? NOTHING
    Wipe that smirk off your face
    I kick snares, punch in bass, I'm a basket case
    You're NOTHING

    I'm Ross, sipping em out
    Lick on my balls, bigger? My dick is a tall pillow
    Ass like a pickup, big ups to your mama Jenna Shay
    Ride my bicycle, Skylar Grey
    Man I'm sicker than a dick with herpes
    Slurpy's, anyone thirsty? Jerk me til your nipples perky
    I spit it surely, for sure I hit it early, come perk to me, you're nerdy
    An ass like a stallion, she's in a Kentucky Derby
    Oh wait a minute, that's some wack shit
    Can I turn it back a tad bit?
    No I can't, shit, dammit, I'm going ham, sandwich
    Bring your friends so I can dance with
    Maybe lay down with the pants ripped
    Where the hell are your hands at?
    Stand on this dick till you can't sit
    Oh, Jack Daniels is off his rocker, too much vodka, an open knocker
    Driving drunk with someone's daughter, he's going crazy, off the charter
    No Lil here, no Mr. Carter, I cut it up like you're at the barber
    It's Denace bitch, there is no other, go ahead, ask your mother

    What you got against me, huh? NOTHING
    What are you supposed to be, huh? NOTHING
    Wipe that smirk off your face
    I kick snares, punch in bass, I'm a basket case
    You're NOTHING

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