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scale$ - stand up guy lyrics

i don′t pay ’em no mind
i don′t pay ’em no matter
can’t hate on my grind

can′t flame on my chatter
i′ma stand up guy
ain’t relayin′ what happened
yeah my mouth too quiet
where i stay i ain’t trappin′
i’ma f+cked up guy
with a whole lotta problems
lotta whack b+tches
now i′m sayin’ i don’t got ′em
lemme drink my drink
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme f+ck my b+tch
i ain′t rich but i got ’em
you ain′t spittin’ bars that you livin′
yeah i really been a felon for some f+cked up sh+t ain’t kiddin′
and the sh+t i got away with it would put me in a prison
i’m just better than you b+tches, stop the hatin’ take a visit
to a psychopathic schizophrenic
f+ck around and get beheaded
thats what they expectin′ me to say because i′m white and rapping
if you hit me with them expectations i’m gon′ put yo’ life in fractions
split the scissors slice in back with hammer torture fight the b+st+rd
like yo′ capping what you really sayin’ is just hype imagined
i done had it, fed up with the bread up b+tch i gotta have it
smack b+tches with the dirty p+ssy money act different
mad pimpin′ when i f+ckin’ pull up see yo’ stacks missin′
mad women hiding cocaina in they fat prisms
scatt did it f+ck around with scales and you get blap with it
whack bidness what you been promotin′ i don’t spaz with it
whack b+tches what you tryna f+ck just ′cause you rap with it
the f+ck you look like dressin’ all black
just to f+ck a two dollar b+tch
try to call me god, try to call me god
kame hame ha, kame hame ha
try to call me god, try to call me god
kame hame ha, kame hame ha
i don′t pay ’em no mind
i don′t pay ’em no matter
can’t hate on my grind
can′t flame on my chatter
i′ma stand up guy
ain’t relayin′ what happened
yeah my mouth too quiet
where i stay i ain’t trappin′
i’ma f+cked up guy
with a whole lotta problems
lotta whack b+tches
now i′m sayin’ i don’t got ′em
lemme drink my drink
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme f+ck my b+tch
i ain′t rich but i got ’em
i don′t pay ’em no mind
i don′t pay ’em no matter
can′t hate on my grind
can’t flame on my chatter
i’ma stand up guy
ain′t relayin′ what happened
yeah my mouth too quiet
where i stay i ain’t trappin′
i’ma f+cked up guy
with a whole lotta problems
lotta whack b+tches
now i′m sayin’ i don′t got ’em
lemme drink my drink
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme f+ck my b+tch
i ain’t rich but i got ′em
f+cking stop playing with me

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