Dammit by 311
Yo, word up, Im talkin to you
Makin dope rhymes, thats what I do
Like a madman, you know I'm bad, man
I slam, a good goddamn
Well I concur so goddamn badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead I'll make a fist, yeah
And make my own bad news yeah
Take my advice
You'll pay the price
Make it funky like this
Good god
Damn
Yo, what else is dissin me
That's right, its pissin me off
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