Standing Ovation

We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back
We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back

I walked in with a grin like the Cheshire cat
I'm back, ain't come to pray, I came to bless this track
Half on six to win and put the rest on black
Y'all think y'all suicidal kings, y'all some one-eyed jacks

Don't need no ace up my sleeve, the AK's on my back
No need to check the expiration date when buying my sack
Revealing wrinkles in my mind so I can iron them flat
Relieving my stress with pressure, now how ironic is that

It's 3AM, I'm awake again, but my mind's on point like a safety pin
You fold under pressure, I won't break or bin
Fuck an opening act, we the main event
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
Mask up like robbers and we hopping your face

Prepare for the horror its about to get tense
I flow like a faucet and you're about to get rinsed
You a sheep amongst wolves, we about to tear through your neck
I'm Ambrxse the soul snatcher and bitch I came to collect
Your debt and rip through flesh, I leave em wrecked
Fuck around and blast this Tecc, put 30 holes in your chest
Motherfucker

We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back
We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back

I'll see y'all in hell, let the chips fall where they may
In an all black uniform until I hit my grave
One hand on my nuts, the other hand on my pump
It's already pumped and trust me, I'm only pumping it once
I'm aiming for vital organs, heart, liver and lungs
Leave you slumped, leave you suffering, have you speaking in tongues
Have you speaking in vowels, tell em throw in a towel
It's over with now, I'm done with you clowns

He's a natural born killer, that's what the sensei say
Middle finger to the world, it's better to keep it that way
Animosity growing inside me, so get the fuck out my way
Don't make no mistakes, I'll leave you fucking dead where you lay
Outline you in chalk, walk away with a grin on my face
I know some people think I'm crazy, cause I run with the strays
Like a race, but it ain't, I ain't have to earn my place
Cut the head off a snake, and watch the dead get raised

We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' ba.
We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us Cause we be clapping back
We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back
We passin' y'all and that's a fact, lappin' y'all on every track
You should clap for us, not at us, cause we be clappin' back



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Ambrose
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