Verse One
Now this shit's about to kick up, this party looks whack
Let's take it back to straight hip-hop, and start it from scratch
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That's why my pen needs a pad 'cause my rhyme's on the rag
Just like I did with my addiction I'm 'bout to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to blitness (?)
Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket
But quick to get impaled when I tell them stick it
So sick from lookin' pale, oh that's my pigment
'Bout to go HAM, now this shout out to Bridget [?]
Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
The art of MCing mixed with avenging an MC Reign and I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch
Chorus
Take your shoes off, let your hair down
Go berzerk
All night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out
Go berzerk
All night long
We gon' rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud
'Cause it's mayhem 'til the AM
So maybe make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Just say fuck it, before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody
Go berzerk
Let yo' body
Verse Two
Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it
Khaki's pressed, Nike shoes just being fresh laced
So I guess it ain't that aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint
Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
(get it, coat of paint, haha LOfuckingL
So if love is a chess game, check mate
But girl your body's bangin' jump me in, bang bang
Yes-Sir-E-Bob, I was thinking the same thing
So come get on this pitch rock, bawitdaba dang dang
Pow, P-p-pow, chicka bow chicka wow wow
Got your girl wicka wicka frow frow
Then slow it down, throw in the towel, t-t-towel t-t-towel towel
Goin' down I don't know how, huh-huh, how how
At least I know that I don't know, question is are you bozos
Smart enough to feel stupid, hope so
Now hoe
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Verse Three
They say that love is marvelous, cough syrup and styrofoam
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that monty carlo with the ugly Kardashian
Lamar, oh sorry yo we done both set the bar low
Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past
But I done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow
Then go I ain't got no money to borrow
But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone, car no
Oh, Marshall Mathers shouldn't everybody know
Get the bar soap lathered, came ghost and called Arthur's Cargo's
Girl you're fixin' to get your heart broke, don't be absurd man
You bird brained baby I ain't called anybody baby since Bird Man
Unless you're a swallow
Word, w-word man you heard, but don't be discouraged girl, this is your jam
Unless you got toe jam
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