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[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]
You call me all friendly
Tellin’ me how much you miss me
That’s funny, I guess you’ve heard my songs
Well, I’m too busy for your business
Go find a girl who wants to listen
‘Cause if you think I was born yesterday, you have got me wrong

[Pre-Chorus: Dua Lipa]
So I cut you off
I don’t need your love
‘Cause I already cried enough
I’ve been done
I’ve been movin’ on since we said goodbye
I cut you off
I don’t need your love
So you can try all you want
Your time is up, I’ll tell you why

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
So save it, get gone, shut up
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck (Don’t give a fuck)
Well, boy, I don’t give a…

[Verse 2: Rich Brian]
Yeah
Talk every day, like we best friends
Every time we out on a date, we’re engaged
I can smell the love in the air, it’s a fragrance
If the restaurant ain’t open, we gon’ make it
Acting nonchalant, but I see through it so clear
Told her “What the hell you gon’ do when I’m not here?”
Yeah, we having fun, but baby, we ain’t 14
Know that this will probably fuck me up when I walked in
Talkin’ bout a story like we don’t got problems
But I know it too well, could you just be honest?
Wishing this a fairytale, I told her
Was here having good times but it ain’t the right time
And now I don’t want to lose this shit we got goin’ on
I say we keep on it and what’s next
I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
So save it, get gone, shut up
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck (Don’t give a fuck)
Well, boy, I don’t give a…

[Post-Chorus]
I see you tryna’ get to me
I see you beggin’ on your knees
Boy, I don’t give a fuck
So stop tryna’ get to me
Tch, get up off your knees
‘Cause, boy, I don’t give a fuck

[Intro]
“What color panties she got on?”
“Gotdamn!”
“What you mean?”
“She ain’t got on none”

[Verse 1: AMG]
1, 2, 3, 4, and touch the toes
And after that, yo, anything goes
AMG and I wanna make a statement
I housed the freak from the attic to the basement
Hoes, without no clothes
Butt booty naked and I’m good to go
In a bed, in a car, in a [?] and Jacuzzi
Sippin’ on a wine cooler, freakin’ at the Snooty
Girls got a wait problem—they can’t wait to bone
A nigga on the microphone
So a brother like G’s gonna get you in shape
You got the oven, and I’ve got the steak
You don’t need pills or a Slim Fast milkshake
I’ll make you sweat like you’re running a race
So open up your legs and close your eyes
‘Cause I got a new exercise, bitch

[Chorus]
Some people call me at night
I’m only out for the ride
So if a hoe like you get with a nigga like me
Pretty soon, girl, you’re gonna get fine
Just bend your ass on over
And lay my muthafuckin’ dick on ya
And I do it doggystyle and all the while you’re gonna know
I got a nu exasize

[Verse 2]
Yo, I teach class seven days a week
AM to PM, a natural freak
You see, I stay so slim ‘cause I don’t be jokin’
Show me the booty and I’ll be strokin’
You might wanna warm up first
Yo, like pulling those dollars bills out your purse
And I’ll rock the booty like a smoked out crack fiend
Lose that tummy, you know what I mean?
I got a two-for-one special, lower pack level
Aerobics ain’t shit to a dick like mine
And wait until the jumping jacks jump off
You didn’t know Jack can do that
Back, back, back, and up and up
Pass me the Gatorade, I’m tired as fuck
I’ll take it round for round, and pound for pound
AMG, I push up for the kick down

[Chorus]
Some people call me at night
I’m only out for the ride
So if a hoe like you get with a nigga like me
Pretty soon, girl, you’re gonna get fine
Just bend your ass on over
And lay my muthafuckin’ dick on ya
And I do it doggystyle and all the while you’re gonna know
I got a nu exasize

[Verse 3]
Me and Mrs. Jones had a little thing going on
She was older, though, but she wanted to bone
She didn’t look bad to be such an old chick
She grabbed my dick, ooh, that was it
I had to work that big ol’ grandma ass
Gray hair on her coochie, titties that sag
I mean, really, she tried to fuck me to death
Ben-Gay on her body, Tums on her breath
I said, “Oh no, yo,” she wouldn’t let go
Big ass strong hoe—what you doin’? Yo
I grabbed a barbell and a jump rope
Knocked out the senior citizen with one stroke
It musta got too damn good
Old ass hoe with a young ass niggaro
G workin’ over these hoes like a burger and fries
Doin’ that exercise

[Chorus]
Some people call me at night
I’m only out for the ride
So if a hoe like you get with a nigga like me
Pretty soon, girl, you’re gonna get fine
Just bend your ass on over
And lay my muthafuckin’ dick on ya
And I do it doggystyle and all the while you’re gonna know
I got a nu exasize

[Outro]
Peace, I’m outta here
Yo, peace to D…ah, I got a nu exasize, hey
Peace to Dick Gregory, peace to Jenny Craig, peace to Jack LaLanne…

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Open a book, let’s take walk through the mind of a trill one
Who will come from the left real fast, tryna kill one
Or two of you hoes, by just beatin’ ya black and blue
And if I miss while I’m shooting, I’m giving my gat to you, nigga
‘Cause I ain’t scared to rest in peace
So if you wanna buy death, then invest in me
‘Cause I don’t run from a gun, I’ll take the shot and the pain
My soul might go, but my trillness remains
And even if I got bloodstains on my clothes
Hangin’ on to life, I’ll still say, “Fuck you hoes”
So if thinking ‘bout tryin’ to jack me up
I got 50,000 trill niggas to back me up, nigga
So smack me up if you think you got it like that
Shoot me all you want, I’ll be damned if I don’t fight back
Try to take mine, nigga, but I don’t forget
Gotta bring nuts to take nuts, and I got a six-pack
You want what’s mine, take me out or do what I did
Bullshit’s caught up in a muthafuckin’ hybrid
Fuck this, fuck that, fuck white, fuck black, and fuck hollow
I’m true to my shit, nigga, too hard to swallow

[Chorus]
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Bitch, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Nigga, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Fool, too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Now, one by one, I see muthafuckas comin’, muthfuckas go
Half went out like soldiers, they other half went out like a hoe
But by act of due process, I’ve risen to fame
By kicking ass and taking muthafuckin’ names
Again and again, I’m given fame from my actions
But with the gat in my hand, I’m the muthafuckin’ man
And any nigga out that oppose this
Just step to the stage and get your ass taken out in a blind rage
I ain’t gave a fuck since birth, but for what the shit’s worth
Ain’t no need for me to finish if I ain’t comin’ out first
And if I curse or scream out loud and banned ‘em
Muthafuckas might never see the bullet I’ma hand ‘em
See, for every nigga out there that don’t like me or spite me
You can get your ass tore with a left and a right, G
‘Cause I’m down for my shit note for note, verse for verse
Line for line, rhyme for muthafuckin’ rhyme
With my nine, my niggas, my blunts and my nuts
I put the real in your face straight from the muthafuckin’ place
That I got it from, fool, ‘cause I know that I’m bored
By you hoe ass niggas, pull your triggers
I’m too hard to swallow

[Chorus]
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Bitch, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Nigga, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Fool, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
Niggas always comin’ with that hoe shit
Knowin’ damn well they get they muthafuckin’ wig split
Pimp C, bitch, so what the fuck is up, hoe?
Somebody better tell him better act like he know
‘Cause I don’t owe a nann nigga not a nann muthafuckin’ dime
So he better get that shit in his muthafuckin’ mind
So don’t try to play me so close, kid
‘Cause you just might catch a .38 slug in your muthafuckin’ head
So fuck all the actin’ like the hoes, and fuck the snitches
‘Cause most of them niggas is just some jealous punk bitches
Yeah, I pulled your whole rope, step up to this hoe
And get your hoe ass neck broke
I need to check a few niggas in my town
That been broke and keein’ in my face and be claimin’ that they down
A lot of niggas don’t understand but I know a few follow
Hold up, bitch, because I’m too hard swallow

[Chorus]
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Bitch, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Nigga, I’m too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
(Fool, too hard to swallow)
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga

A fallen mastermind
Decides to free his kind
And under the spell
Of oppression… He will
We have all done hard time
A visceral assembly
Can remind those
Who have gone cold
It’s a place they once called home

My station in life was too easy
I had to end that all
I adverted to more jagged incisions…
They leave you callused

A stones throw from the grave
Rehabilitates and paves
A strong foundation
Worthy of mentioning
Let all your hate subside
To trivial follies before the cataclysm
Barricades itself within these walls
The end of the line will start here

My station in life was too easy
I had to end that all
I adverted to more jagged incisions…
They leave you callused
How do we allure to what is right
Instead of conjuring up a hellion
Who believes there really is a choice?
Well… That says it all

[REHEARSAL]

The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate

All my pockets are full and my mind is lost
Circulate
The rearview keeps shifting as I stare at the sun

The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate

All together… back and forth as the wind cusps my inner mind
The sun separates me
Exposed… our greatest fear
All is here to see
Piece by piece you strip away

Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate

This is the beginning of my life

I hope you enjoy the show… it’s for you, ya know?
To watch you from across the room
To hear you through the tangled lines… it completes me
I’ve been waiting

The blot in my eyes…
Circulate

(voice of trespass)
Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape to create memory

Bring them back I say…
Sights set on the uncommon agenda
Well done

Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape

I won’t remember me
I won’t remember us
I won’t remember he
I won’t remember them

Eyes covered by an electrical storm
Voltage increasing, distance engaging… a mumbling timbre
Silent to this awakening
I’m sorry… a fucking tragedy
A mumbling timbre
Smash… ignite… destroy…
The tunnel’s twisting this body into glass
A once hollow man… break through to the other side

Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate

The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate