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***** Slap (Explicit) - Tech N9ne/Hopsin/Corey Taylor/GreatDaeg
Lyrics by：Aaron D Yates/Corey Taylor/Michael Summers/Korey Lloyd/Marcus Hopson/Daeg Faerch
Composed by：Aaron D Yates/Corey Taylor/Michael Summers/Korey Lloyd/Marcus Hopson/Daeg Faerch
Entering my personal space with an intent to harm
May be a direct ticket down under
Not to be confused with Australia and New Zealand
This ticket is usually issued after
Your reaction to the b***h slap
Somebody go hit the coroner there's been a mishap
This one's a real altercation and no f**king diss rap
Thinkin' about phonkin' with us and you take a big nap
All of the drama because of the sauna
You got it because of the b***h slap
Everybody's got an expiration date
But you running your mouth
Can make your date arrive faster
You come up in my circle with that other s**t
I'm sure that we can help you out
And take you to your master
Let's go
B***h slap
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B***h slap
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Phonk is the condition won't give up submission
Wrong as f**k for the hissin' at the throne
That buss the clip and hush the trippin'
That a strong enough description
You don't listen - ya slipping slipping slipping slipping
This expression doesn't apply to women
Just the men when utterly sinnin'
Gonna be winnin' souls within 'em when
I blast those
Especially if you don't see no kinda grinnin'
After your lip in the beginning up s**t
Creek is where you swimmin' you asshole
B***h slap
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B***h slap
Quick Great daeg
Talking all your s**t cut the crap cut the crap
I don't do the chit chat I b***h slap I b***h slap
You big cap big cap you big mad big mad
You need a hand but you gon' get this b***h slap yah
Look me in my face look me in my eyes
In my eyes
Lil' Myers flow but I don't need the knife no knife
These hands ain't no joke make a devil cry he'll cry
I know it's hard for you to do
But b***h don't kill my vibe
You can get it too get
B***h slapped
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By the time you hear the truth the streets will burn
Anyone that looking at what a suicide
Do 'em and may confirm
I betcha
Motherf**ker is a prodigal landmine
In the medias never get a number one
I'm falling down a f**king flight of stairs
Like I'm Jesus f**king Christ
Bitter is the blood of everyone who had it coming
Don't ignore me God you bore me with your indecisive sermons
I'm tired tired of avoiding what must still be said
Stealing from the hands of those gathered
Show me where you stand on this matter
B***h slap
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Ayy yo tech hold up
I got something to say on this s**t real quick man
Yo
At it again
Let me find out you been yapping your lips
That's an offense
I ain't gon' stand for this s**t
I'm throwing Colin Kaepernick fits
I'll gladly assist you and spit in your face
I'll dismantle your tissue the issues I bring
Are as tragic as missiles and quick
To repay enemies with the pain
Is you afraid probably so
B***h I'm rowdy and treading where don't nobody go
Lining haters up eenie miney moe now he goes adios
Then I reload the beast mode to behold the King's throne
Get deboed and be gone
If you don't wanna get b***h slapped don't leave home n***a
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