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lirik lagu walk the walk – deuce

walk the walk

you f*cking p*ss*es,
i’mma f*ck wit’ ’em a lil on this one,
just a little,
you f*cking posers!

you know we don’t stop,
reloadin’ while we hit the top,
i get down cause thats my job,
y’all better learn to walk the walk!
you know we don’t stop,
reloadin’ while we hit the top,
i get down cause thats my job,
y’all better learn to walk the walk!

there’s nothing you can do that’ll make me angry,
you can say the same sh*t but i’ll do it, the same thing,
hu paved the way to make you crazy,
maybe i was sent here to make you take it in the *ss,
i’m back, it’s deuce *yoo-hoo*,
you can tell that sl*t ke$ha to shoo shoo,
boo boo did i make you hate me,
who knew that i’d be the one who made it!
take this b*tch, ‘course i’m a rapist,
i’m satan mixed with a little dre,
its like a little game for you to say my name quick,
cause i’m a renegade, number 1 public enemy,
you’re a centipede, i’m the fire with the melody,
remember me? i’m a f*cking true og,
on your knees b*tch, i’mma make you eat this,
don’t speak when you’re suckin’ on my p*n*s trick!


[gadget (kinda major):]
just get it to the jet and i’ll slap this sh*t,
outa every motherf*cka think they rappin’s sick,
you ain’t as sick, i’m the sickest pr*ck, axe my b*tch,
i f*cked the world gave a, got from my rashy d*ck,
she traded me crabs and syphilis but homie that’s not it,
got herpes too on purpose dude,
i knew she had this sh*t,
so what the f*ck you gonna do to a m*s*ch*st who’s mad and p*ssed,
crazy, angry adjectives,
can’t describe it, just divide it, our lives we did,
9 lives, i killed myself, it’s not an accident, f*ck,
it’s like a terrorist, bombs strapped to my chest,
maybe i’ll go play with razors while i slash my wrist,
i’m dangerous on the stage, you had a mic,
i sn*tched that sh*t,
charlie scene’s (reversed) probably mean,
but i ain’t mad at the kid,
deuce just put me in the booth,
i’m better and faster him,
tell the truth, you had to look at someone fatter or slim.


*let’s go*
i got that .45 (45),
tucked under my seat that’s right (that’s right),
i keep them pistols right by my side,
‘case these f*cks wanna die (you wanna die?),
you know you can’t deny (you can’t deny),
when the bullets go off they fly (they fly),
straight through your brain i make ’em look nice (so nice),
we gonna have a lot of fun tonight.
yeah i’m young but i’m still an og,
deuce may not but your girlfriends know me,
dynamite hot, so they tryin’ to blow me,
i’mma take it to the top, sh*t on all rappers below me!



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