What Would Kimbo Slice Do?

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Every day we are force fed with compiling stress
 But not a single worry will ever cross me
 Choices mean vices we all have our thing
 The party's in session so crown me the king
 Do you like to lose control?
 Sex, drugs, and death metal
 Fill out the form and sign below.
 Choices mean vices we all have our thing
 The party's in session so crown me the king.
 What the fuck is up?
 When everybody fucking talks shit
 Everybody fucking talks shit.
 What the fuck.
 What the fuck is up?
 When everybody fucking talks shit
 Everybody fucking talks shit.
 What the fuck.
 Woa!
 Yeah were gonna break it down like nobody ever has before
 Cuz were young and fucked up,
 poppin' da blunts up, high in the dirty south
 Until the breath is taken from my lungs
 I'll be spittin' a fat-track attack like a rapper on crack.
 Whoa!
 Lies gargle through my veins
 Minds start to go insane
 Where do we put the blame?
 Emotion is just a fucking game.
 Oh!
 Pieces are shattered
 None of this mattered
 Disregard the fine print.
 Aahh!
 So do you like to lose control?
 Sex, drugs, and death metal
 Fill out the form and sign below.
 Choices mean vices we all have our thing
 The party's in session so crown me the king.
 Oh its apparent, haven't you figured us out by now?
 Oh, where my bitches? Haven't you figured us out by now.
 Oh its apparent, haven't you figured us out by now?
 Where my bitches? Haven't you figured us out by now

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Duration
00:54
Key
4
Tempo
112 BPM

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