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All She Wrote by O-town Now I don't really care what you call me Just as long as you don't call me bro I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago Ain't nothing new, I seen it all before But still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote It's stupid how I go in knowin' everybody knowin' that I'm Sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it Eventually, see they can't beat then with me they join Others sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scorned You tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks You never did blend in with the big shots On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops I just laugh at, nigga wishin' they were this hot Guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off Better that than pissed on, I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones Catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time I get rich off livin' life, check to check, reciting rhymes So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in this right mind Now I don't really care what you call me Just as long as you don't call me bro I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago Ain't nothing new, I seen it all before But still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late Your train left, mascara and egg smeared on your face Night's over, goodbye ho, I thought that I told you That spilled nut ain't nothin' to cry over Never shoulda came within range of my Rover shoulda known I was trouble Soon as I rolled up, any chick who's dumb enough that there I blindfold up She still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up She mistook me for some high-roller when I won't buy a soda Unless it's rock and rye cola, Satan's cheaper Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you Tryin' to pull five bucks from me is like tryin' to pull five molars You get your eye swoll' up, I'm on my straight grizzly So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bipolar Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These preachers knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado And I don't ever know where I'm gonna go Still, I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and it's all she wrote The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit Yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in Peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gonna be broke again See me posted in anything, wearing any chain Never gon' see me totin' anything, all you gon' see is bang It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit Yeah, I'm on another level, but you niggas still can get it It's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it, TIP? And this one thinks they the shit Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you The dirt off my handkerchief I'm giving these ho's a dose of they own medicine Let 'em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now But in case you didn't This dick is so fat, gonna stick your nose to forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it So I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock I'm racing it, doubling time it But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time It may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong Man, I still say K-Marts like there's an apostrophe 'S' on the door And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong But if you're gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs, you can get the 'F' on dawg And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane I'm as strong as they came, they were gone fo' they came I don't wanna hang, I slapped hands with the rap gods They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote I roll like a desperado And I don't ever know where I'm gonna go But still I ball like there's no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

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