Mouth
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[Intro: Speak and [?]]
[?]
[Chorus: Speak]
Six hundred suits, twelve pairs of boots
I run with them weirdos, cavemen, and brutes
Artists and killas, we one in the same
Groupies come and they go, I'm just happy I came
[Verse 1: Speak]
Yo
I show up like I own the damn premises
The hair god, make it look so effortless
Full blown pessimist, word to my therapist
Primma Donna Syndrome, bitch
Please pardon my arrogance
Gnarly, gnarly, more alcohol and more cigarettes
Fuck the small talk, baby, can we get ignorant?
Hustle like an immigrant
Imagination infinite
[?], shit
Told them that I lived for this
Think I'm Mr. Popular
Poppin' at them officers
The man that made a scene up at them Universal offices
Sabotage my career, fucked it within a year
Phone stopped ringing, shit, I guess I keep singin'
They tryin' have a meetin'
Well, I'm tryin' find a [?]
While my bank accounts depletin' and my heart and brain are bleedin'
I made another mess on the desk of some executive
Live fast, die slow
Bury me in decadence
[Chorus: Speak]
Six hundred suits, twelve pairs of boots
I run with them weirdos, cavemen, and brutes
Artists and killas, we one in the same
Groupies come and they go, I'm just happy I came
X2
[Verse 2: Speak]
Ego driven motor mouth
[?]
Never sip the Ace of Spades, I'd rather play some Motörhead
Move like a [?]
Over work and under paid
Nothing left to lose now, except my life
I ain't afraid
Take a bullet for your team
If I die, pour some heem
If that money big enough, you sell your soul to live them dreams
Pennies in my pocket, Pennies on my feet
[?] on the jersey, Orlando versus Heat
M-m-m-magic when I speak
It's magic versus [?]
They it's magic in the makin', all the bitches do concur
A funny thing occurred on the way to the stud, (what?)
I was stabbed in the back
But I guess I'll make do, shit
[Skit: [?]]
All right, hey there, Anthony
Are ya dead yet?
No
[Chorus: Speak]
Six hundred suits, twelve pairs of boots
I run with them weirdos, cavemen, and brutes
Artists and killas, we one in the same
Groupies come and they go, I'm just happy I came
(clapping and cheering)
[Outro: [?]]
Ladies and Gentlemen
For the first time on North American soil
Please welcome Gnarly Davidson vs. The Marlboro Man
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