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They're the baddest, the wildest, the ones that don’t leave any kid standing
The baddies in the game, this track's dedicated
To these fuckin' losers, man, I ain't buying their shit
Not from you, not from you, not from you, not from that son of a bitch, the whore, the skank

Fuck you, bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, elegant art, their loudspeaker
Break it down, bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, hit it hard,

Let’s get to the point, these fools think they're tough, spitting nothing
Real weak—act all hard when they're drunk but when they're
good and healthy, they clench their asses, came out of a swamp
When you just made it to the block, I was hustling in summer
Mugging Americans, listen up, worm, the humans, to you
I pulled your card with the kid, it was hand-to-hand and one arm got
Me up on stage, and it was like that, a little dude, I said, nothin' happens, no, no, my
bro, you gave me just a bunch of crap from the master, your old man, that’s you

Copycat, bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, elegant art, their loudspeaker, break it down
Bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, hit it hard, take off that mask
Zuzu-bounce it, elegant art, their loudspeaker, break it down
Bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, hit it hard, take off that mask

And they call her the machine gun woman, why don’t you just suck that
Horn, let the mic shove it up your ass, you’re looking for some shots in those big tatas,
huge shootout and they just throw
Farts, I don't believe them, recess is over, don’t eat
The bullshit in rap, the piss, pirate the piss, like I’m just handling it
Get a cm in my perimeter, the 9-millimeter's showing up
You're gonna be stiff like plaster if I see you on the stage

I throw you a hundred bucks, zuzu-bounce it, elegant art, their loudspeaker
Break it down, bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, hit it hard, take off that
Mask, zuzu-bounce it, elegant art, their loudspeaker, break it down
Bounce it, zuzu-bounce it, hit it hard, take off that mask

Remember when I jumped on stage, you were all freaked out, and now
I suffered being bad, you had tits in your eyes, terrible, looking like a punk and
Terribly knocked up, you fuckin’ fools
Say I got famous because I didn’t go perform at that
American concert, there when they booed us and hit us
With bottles, haha, the little legs, and we left
Because they were too cheap, they were gonna throw a shit bomb at me
Make me a track, you fucking punks, die, die!