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Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!

I'm running amok
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!

Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

Don't know, Who you fuckin wit
And this, Is not a glory hole
Bitch it's Paris Texas, Know we put that bullshit
On the ropes, Been on fire way too long
I need a shot of cortisone
It's a must, That I die for my bitch I'm Baby Romeo

Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!

I'm running amok
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!

Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

Only one of us
Do not compare us to no
So and so

Saw us coming up
And now he wanna be
Emotional

I'm not even tough
But Ludacris told me to
Throw them bo's

She came over late
And left my house
Without her fucking soul

Blackest nihilist you've ever seen
Let me tell you something

Annihilation, Catch you like a dream
Ain't no waking up

We see everyone and everything
It's preposterous

Seeing everything like, Dental Dams
Ain't no toppin' us

Hoes getting past like memories
Not monogamous

Split decision, Spin 'em, Drill 'em, Kill 'em
Go head, Chalk it up

Massacre, they in love with me
Til the hype is up
This boy white-washed burnt-out
No fucks

Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!

I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!

Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna-