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Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it TIP

And each one thinks "Say this shit"

Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief

I'm giving these hoes a dose of their 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 is so bad, put a sticky note to your 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 in double time

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-mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it dog

And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong

But if you gon tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg