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Tekster: Timbaland. Shock Value. Kill Yourself.

Get out, get out, you can't be in here
You have to get out.
I implore you, please, please
You're all going to **** down here

It's life or death, either one
The king is back to heat and run
I **** and take a **** on your beat for fun
I killed the game, I ain't even use a ****

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh
I run this ****, babe just chase my ****
I ain't talkin' **** **** just tellin' the facts
I think all the tracks I'm hearin' from **** is whack

I be hearin' this ****, what they say in their rimes
I took my spot, nobody gave me mine
I make the beats, that "Boom Boom Boom" in their trunks
You disagree homie then go on in the junk

You can pump your ****, you can say what you want
That's all you gon' do 'cause you **** is punk
I'm number one, you ain't number ****
When they need a hit, who do they come to get, talk to me

If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't **** with me I won't **** with you
We can do it however you wanna do
**** if you won't **** with me I won't **** with you

Go 'head
**** yourself, **** yourself, **** yourself, go **** yourself
**** yourself, **** yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

Go **** yourself, **** yourself, **** yourself, go **** yourself
**** yourself, **** yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

I'm tired of ****, **** is tired
You ain't a G, I see **** in your eyes
If you're close to me, you're supposed to be
But most you rap **** is **** to me

Wherever you from, the question I ask
Is do you think I give a ****, belittle me that
'Cause you in my hood and you dump into **** and back
This sinister ****, to **** with that

I seen them come, I seen them go
I doubt if you can show me something I ain't seen before
Who's supposed to be in charge, I need to know
When I shake your hand, I'ma step on your toe

Go get your ****, go get your clique
I'ma be right here chillin' with your ****
You mad at me 'cause I'm getting' rich?
Put the **** to your head and enter the ****, **** ****

If you got love for me I got love for you
If you won't **** with me I won't **** with you
We can do it however you wanna do
**** if you won't **** with me I won't **** with you

Go 'head
**** yourself, **** yourself, **** yourself, go **** yourself
**** yourself, **** yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

Go **** yourself, **** yourself, **** yourself, go **** yourself
**** yourself, **** yourself
If I was you I wouldn't feel myself

See my heart, feel my pain
Some is stars, some is lames
How they follow little trans to get they fame
I ain't snap my **** fingers to get in the game

You claim you rich, show me son
If you got so many dollars then owe me one
Fools think they're killers they own a ****
When you know you bought a suit it's a honey bun

Trashy broads, final bar
Like you tattooed your frontnin' heart
VIP bands don't make you a star
Like we really still don't know who the **** you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me ****
Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya
If you still wanna hang, we'll come to get ya
Put the rope around your ****, jump my ****

You're all going to **** down here
Get out get out, you can't be in here
You're all going to **** down here