*** the Rest, We the Best! (Explicit)-Blood On the Dance Floor

*** the Rest, We the Best! (Explicit)

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*** the Rest, We the Best! (Explicit) - Blood On the Dance Floor

Smelling blood chopping hoes I'm gonna bring it lock and load

Hello there I'm Dr Evil got more tricks than Evil Knievel

Shark attack guess who's back It's Vanity now lick my sack

Not afraid; not to change I keep it real so rock the stage

I should come with a warning label piss me off I become unstable

Steel cage; Undertaker throw you down through 50 tables

Bang bang shot you down go Uma Thurman up in this b*tch

Revenge is best served cold taking it back we'll be your wish

D-G-A-F Learn it cause a fight b*tch

Nam bam fam damn knock you down til you can't stand

Damn right I'm killing it damn right I'm feeling it

I'll split this floor I'll let you know that haters motivate me

I admittedly will annihilate their idiocy

We shot ahead to see I'm your momma's new facial cream

Na-Na-Na-Na Bat-Man I ain't afraid of you man

My warnings are not a test I eat b*tches like you for breakfast

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

For the win; I'm going in

Ain't nobody stopping me

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

Undefeated; world's top

Ain't nobody stopping us

Don't try to replicate what you didn't create

Don't copy my face and make stupid mistakes

Your only mark is gonna be on the side walk

Your body on the block outlined in white chalk

You better learn to crawl before you can walk

I'm coming at you fast I'm just having a mock

See how far you get around the cell block

You think you're hardcore it's just drawn on by the rock

Bloody nose busted lips broken ribs broken hips

Full sleeves and no tits bruised eyes and loose clits

F*ck the number; can't stand 2 dicks and 1 fist

Stuffed into the roof guess who It's Jayy b*tch

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

For the win; I'm going in

Ain't nobody stopping me

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

S-G-T-C

Til the very death of me

Stick it to you with the middle finger

Beat your a** on Jerry Springer

What the f*ck do you know about this

What the f*ck can't handle my dick

I cut my self and bleed to death

Got your girlfriend on my d*ck and neck

Yes yes on the bed real deal hold and slam

F*ck you til you cannot feel

This is how we keep it real

I'm gonna Kanye Taylor Swift your a**

Smoke you like you're a bag of grass

I'm gonna p-p-poke your face

Leave you with my sweet little taste

I had to do the gaga-rama bama oh oh lala

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

For the win; I'm going in

Ain't nobody stopping me

F*ck the rest we the best

F*ck the rest

S-G-T-C

Til the very death of me

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