Stuck

Ugh (ugh, ugh, ugh)
 Oah (ooah, ooah, ooah)
 Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line
 You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time
 I've been slammed with some bad luck
 Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck
 And now you duck, duck goose, I'm lettin' loose
 With the 30-ought freestyle, labeled hostile by my profile
 Must be all the madness, you and all your tactics
 Jonesin' for my cash, got to make them pockets super fat
 Hey, I'm a humble man, kicking out my jams like a tramp
 I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
 What's with all the business?
 I get paid to take the microphone and slay the stage
 Stay away from all the bros in my band and all the fans and
 All my friends when the cash is coming in
 Or I'll be slammin' them balls through the wall
 With the ink on my flesh and the "yes, yes y'all"
 No 9 to 5, I'll still survive
 I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ
 That's all we need, another bad seed
 Planted on this earth motivated by greed
 You wanna play that game bitch?
 You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
 Woah, you wanna play that game bitch?
 You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
 You're bad luck, you're so, stuck
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 (Stuck) Deep down in that hole again
 (Stuck) Got your brain on my green again
 (Stuck) You're so, you're so, you're so
 (Stuck) You don't even know
 All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi
 Far from suicidal, still I get them tendencies
 Bringing back them memories that I really miss
 When I reminisce rocking back in the '80's
 Live my attitude to do or die
 Once I was a maggot, but now I'm just super fly
 Bound for the boundaries, no limit G
 Fat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
 Your style's in my pocket
 Proclaimed to regain that essence
 Pressin' 'cause I'm hostile, labeled by my profile
 Indeed, I am, I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed
 You wanna play that game bitch?
 You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
 Woah, you wanna play that game bitch?
 You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
 You're bad luck, you're so, stuck
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 (Stuck) Deep down in that hole again
 (Stuck) Got your brain on my green again
 (Stuck) You're so, you're so, you're so
 (Stuck) You don't even know
 Aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
 Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed
 
 Yeah
 Yeah
 All I know, all I know, yeah
 That you must be fucked up in that head
 
 I got a little problem, just one question, biatch
 Why, why you wanna be like that?
 Why, why you gotta be like that?
 You wanna be like that
 Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that?
 Why, why you gotta be like that?
 Why, why you wanna be like that? Why the fuck you wanna be like that?
 Why, why, why you gotta be like that? Why the fuck you wanna be like that?
 Why, why, why, why, why, why you gotta be?
 Why, why, why, you wanna be like that?
 Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business, you fucking whore?
 Stuck on yourself, you are
 You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting
 Stuck on yourself, you whore
 You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting
 You're bad luck, you're so, stuck
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 (Stuck) Deep down in that hole again
 (Stuck) Got your brain on my green again
 (Stuck) You're so, you're so, you're so
 (Stuck) In your head, you don't even know
 Live on tape biatch, don't fuck with us