You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I wont back down
Oh no, I wont back down
Oh no
Cadillac Sevilles, coupe Devilles
Brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, Im too for real
Lose your tooth and nail
Tryna fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah, boy, I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my deathbed
Screaming, F that yeah, super ill
Baby, what the deal?
We can chill, split half a pill and a Happy Meal
Fuck a steak, slut
Ill cut my toes off and step on the receipt fore I foot the bill
Listen, garden tool, dont make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing youre disposable?
Summers Eve, Massengill
Shadys got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit
Cause its your goddamn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well, shawty, Im that man
These other cats aint metaphorically where Im at, man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin ass down Im ready for combat, man
Get it? Calm Batman
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like moms CAT scans
Cause they fucking go bananas
Honey, I applaud that ass
Swear to God, man, these broads cant dance
Ma, show em how its done
Spazz like a goddamn Taz, yeah
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I wont back down
Oh no, I wont back down
Oh no
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers
Playin with a Etch-A-Sketch
Betcha that youll never guess whos knocking at your door
People hit the floors
Yeah, tonight, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, Ima hit you broads with
Chriss force like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue, motherfucker
You aint gotta lick in yours
Hittin licks like Im robbin liquor stores
Makin cash registers shit their draws
Think you spit the rawest?
Im an uncooked slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Other words Im off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
Ima measure my dick, shit, I need six inches more
Fuck my dicks big, bitch
Need I remind you that I dont need
The fucking swine flu to be a sick pig?
Youre addicted, Im dope
Im the longest needle around here
Need a fix, ock? Im the big shot
Get it, dick-snots?
Your just small pokes, little pricks
Girl, you think that other pricks hot?
Ill drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Fore I sit back and let em get hotter
Better call the cops on em quick fast
Shadys right back on your bitch-ass
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched attached to the back dispatch
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I wont back down
Oh no, I wont back down
Oh no
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping?
Does a bird chirp,
Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search gets circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through? Id like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do when Im on the mic
Oh, your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Sike, Im spiking you like a football
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
Youre a good catch with a shitty spouse
Gotta pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain
Watch the woodgrain, dont want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna turn me down
Slut, Im talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane? Tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shits playin
Im a shit stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? Where theres thunder theres lightening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That Ive come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road, took the psychopath
Poison Ivy wouldnt have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor, cutie, while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty, shawty, Im the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me Doodi?
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I wont back down
Oh no, I wont back down
Oh no