"Blow"
If this was a game
I already know that I would come out winner
And I'm not
braggin', I'mma be in her
But this bitch really think that I'm 'bout to buy
her dinner
My steak good, I got a good cut like splinter
Juicy and hot
such a black bitch temper
Now she wanna talk and chop it up like a
blender
But I don't give a fuck and keep her list'in like Schindler
She's
cute but her forehead's big
Got stretch marks like she got four kids
Her
legs can't close like the four door hinge Bronco
That O.J. killed the white
hos with
A wealthy white girl without the facelift
Lure her with expensive
dinners and a nice bracelet
Leave the bitch breathless, what the bitch don't know is that
I'm a muthafuckin' sellout and a rapist
Baby, you're an
angel
How 'bout we turn this into a fable of some sort?
You already know
you're dead
Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course
I stuff you in
the trunk, drunk
Cause all I really wanna do is fuck and snort blow
If
this was a game
I would be considered a muthafuckin' legend
And I ain't
tryna gas you up like Chevron
But I'm high as fuck bitch, you really need to
get on my leverage
Now we're in the cabin, in the middle of uhh
Tryna find
ways to really stuff you in my cabinet
Dreamy little bastard, I done ran
outta luck so now
It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit
You're
very attractive, and notice that
My hat is always the color of cactus
And
I hang with wolves cause I'm an evil Bastard
Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered
Met you at my school, departed at my
house
Ended at your panties, started at your blouse
Pushed you down
stairs, I took a nap up on the couch
If you wanted a date, don't come
Now
you gotta make it easy for me don't run
You call this shit kids, well I call
these kids cum
And you call this shit rape but I think that rape's
fun
Wait now it's about eight somethin
It's late and you stuck in my
base-one
Come downstairs with nothin' but a shoe string
Yeah bitch this
date's done
Baby, you're an angel
How 'bout we turn this into a fable
of some sort?
You already know you're dead
Ironic cause your lipstick is
red, of course
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
Cause all I really wanna do
is fuck and snort blow
I like my girls how I like my drugs,
white
Lord, you're so pretty, lyin' in my arms
I just got one request,
stop breathin'
"Her"
(It's
this girl)
She lives next door
To the store that I loiter at
We talk
every night, she cry to me about her guy
And if we text, I get pissed when I
get no reply
(It's this girl)
I know that she's the key to love
She
is who I'm thinking of when I am beating richard up
The mental images her
face looked
The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on
facebook
(This girl)
Video chats are so exciting,
Cause it's like
she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
I'm getting gassed up, I
think she's liking me
She's gullible, and I just wanna take it like a pirate
(aargh)
(This girl)
I see her in class
Not really two doors down,
but any time that I pass
To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the
hall
Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick
My left hand on
her tits, aw my shit's getting hard
Some thoughts of dating this
bitch
(It's this girl)
Her name is my password (...fuck)
(This
girl)
All my niggas got they bitches and stuff
But all the bitches, they
fuck
Are known as bitches and sluts
But she's special, I know to ya'll I
come off as rough
But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur
A
relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies
And stupid walks at the
beach, and sharin' straws in a cup
I never had that, so when we holdin' hands
walkin' home
I look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that I
hate
But...
(This girl)
Things are looking great, cut copy
Last
time that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky
Now that Mr. Fag is
gone, there's no one that can stop me
From bagging her, I got these tickets
to the Roxy
(This girl)
Next day, metro's taking me home
I see her
in a cut at wendy's, but she's not alone
Who's that guy, wait, why the fuck
he 'bout to kiss her?
Come to find out she got back with her...
nigga...
(Damn)
Damn...
Fuck...
(It's this girl)
[x2]
She's so pretty, fuck self pity, I feel so shitty
I wanna text
her in a jealous rage, but if she replied
Or say anything, I'mma smile, I
know
What do I do with myself? sit in my room for some days
Play xbox
with piles full of wet socks, fuck that
(This girl)
My nigga asked
"ace, what happened to such and such?"
I could slander her name, and then,
tell em' I probably fucked
Or I could tell em the truth and say she didn't
like me much
But instead I lie and say she moved to nebraska...
(It's
this girl...)
"Pigs"
[Verse
1:]
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang
I'm not bipolar, see
I'm just known by those couple names
I wanna tell my pops but shit, he'll probably say the same
Fuck.. Hated by everyone thats the way it seems
I
don't know whats shorter, his damn temper or my self esteem
I sit in my room
and I listen to tunes, I'm amused alone
Because none of the cool kids would
let me join a team
Depression on the stalk again
My best friend is an
inhaler because it will not let me cough
Whenever I am losing Oxygen, bully
hand around my neck
Because he felt disrespected when I decided to talk
again
I brought that on myself, see I should know my place
But not at
lunchtime, see
I know better then to show my face around them
But the day
I do it will be everywhere
When I share these feelings Finally they gon'
fucking care
[Hook]
Grab a couple friends, start a couple
riots
Crash a couple
Gather all the bullies, crush them
motherfuckers
Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus
Its Us. Nigga.
I
said its us, nigga.
[Verse 2:]
Murder, murder, m-murder the
last they heard of you
Was when I... "uh" with all them burners, you
Think
that I'm some punk bully bitch who ain't gone trouble you
Well I'm gonna burst your bubble two times if you don't mind umm
"Who are you again?" I'm
Sammy and thats Tyler
And we came to get wild and style in these trench
coats!
Don't start asking whats packin in these trench coats!
But just
know if you start acting I'm grabbin for these trench coats!
My step-father
called me a fag, I'll show him a fag
I'll light a fire up in his ass
And
recently them assholes that be fuckin' with me in class.
So I'mma keep them
motherfuckers there and make sure they pass Huh.
My prom date, she distance
my offer
So I'mma [?] and toss her in the principles office
Oh, now
you wanna conversate with me try to be my friend?
(Yeah but my parents)
Oh don't worry you will probably never see them
again
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Bum bum bo bum bum
Bum
bum bum bum bum
Bum. bum. bum. burumrumrumrum bum bum bum
Bum bum
bumbumbumbum, hehe
We are the Sams, and we're dead its just four of us
We
come in peace we mean no harm and we're inglorious
We took their heads but we
just took back what they took from us
I guess we lost ours
[Verse
3:]
Music had nothing to do with my final decision
I just really
wanted somebody to come pay me attention
But nobody would listen, but stuffed
animals that I had
Since I was a kid but I'm growing up so they missin'
I
didn't mean to hurt anybody I'm sorry
I wouldn't hurt a fly or consider
joining the army
I'm hardly ever angry, roger rabbit framed me
Momma I'm
the same fucking kid that you made see?
I don't wanna go to jail I just wanna
go home
And I want those fucking kids at school to just leave me alone
And
I... I hear helicopters make them dip
I'm fucking reloaded I told you all
that I ain't takin' shit
You better backup before this mac starts to lift
up
I'll pump it like my inhaler when asthma begin to act up
The difference
between us and our class is tan khakis
I got 99 problems and all of them is
being happy
If this was a game
I already know that I would come out winner
And I'm not
braggin', I'mma be in her
But this bitch really think that I'm 'bout to buy
her dinner
My steak good, I got a good cut like splinter
Juicy and hot
such a black bitch temper
Now she wanna talk and chop it up like a
blender
But I don't give a fuck and keep her list'in like Schindler
She's
cute but her forehead's big
Got stretch marks like she got four kids
Her
legs can't close like the four door hinge Bronco
That O.J. killed the white
hos with
A wealthy white girl without the facelift
Lure her with expensive
dinners and a nice bracelet
Leave the bitch breathless, what the bitch don't know is that
I'm a muthafuckin' sellout and a rapist
Baby, you're an
angel
How 'bout we turn this into a fable of some sort?
You already know
you're dead
Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course
I stuff you in
the trunk, drunk
Cause all I really wanna do is fuck and snort blow
If
this was a game
I would be considered a muthafuckin' legend
And I ain't
tryna gas you up like Chevron
But I'm high as fuck bitch, you really need to
get on my leverage
Now we're in the cabin, in the middle of uhh
Tryna find
ways to really stuff you in my cabinet
Dreamy little bastard, I done ran
outta luck so now
It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit
You're
very attractive, and notice that
My hat is always the color of cactus
And
I hang with wolves cause I'm an evil Bastard
Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered
Met you at my school, departed at my
house
Ended at your panties, started at your blouse
Pushed you down
stairs, I took a nap up on the couch
If you wanted a date, don't come
Now
you gotta make it easy for me don't run
You call this shit kids, well I call
these kids cum
And you call this shit rape but I think that rape's
fun
Wait now it's about eight somethin
It's late and you stuck in my
base-one
Come downstairs with nothin' but a shoe string
Yeah bitch this
date's done
Baby, you're an angel
How 'bout we turn this into a fable
of some sort?
You already know you're dead
Ironic cause your lipstick is
red, of course
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
Cause all I really wanna do
is fuck and snort blow
I like my girls how I like my drugs,
white
Lord, you're so pretty, lyin' in my arms
I just got one request,
stop breathin'
"Her"
(It's
this girl)
She lives next door
To the store that I loiter at
We talk
every night, she cry to me about her guy
And if we text, I get pissed when I
get no reply
(It's this girl)
I know that she's the key to love
She
is who I'm thinking of when I am beating richard up
The mental images her
face looked
The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on
(This girl)
Video chats are so exciting,
Cause it's like
she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
I'm getting gassed up, I
think she's liking me
She's gullible, and I just wanna take it like a pirate
(aargh)
(This girl)
I see her in class
Not really two doors down,
but any time that I pass
To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the
hall
Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick
My left hand on
her tits, aw my shit's getting hard
Some thoughts of dating this
bitch
(It's this girl)
Her name is my password (...fuck)
(This
girl)
All my niggas got they bitches and stuff
But all the bitches, they
fuck
Are known as bitches and sluts
But she's special, I know to ya'll I
come off as rough
But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur
A
relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies
And stupid walks at the
beach, and sharin' straws in a cup
I never had that, so when we holdin' hands
walkin' home
I look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that I
hate
But...
(This girl)
Things are looking great, cut copy
Last
time that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky
Now that Mr. Fag is
gone, there's no one that can stop me
From bagging her, I got these tickets
to the Roxy
(This girl)
Next day, metro's taking me home
I see her
in a cut at wendy's, but she's not alone
Who's that guy, wait, why the fuck
he 'bout to kiss her?
Come to find out she got back with her...
nigga...
(Damn)
Damn...
Fuck...
(It's this girl)
[x2]
She's so pretty, fuck self pity, I feel so shitty
I wanna text
her in a jealous rage, but if she replied
Or say anything, I'mma smile, I
know
What do I do with myself? sit in my room for some days
Play xbox
with piles full of wet socks, fuck that
(This girl)
My nigga asked
"ace, what happened to such and such?"
I could slander her name, and then,
tell em' I probably fucked
Or I could tell em the truth and say she didn't
like me much
But instead I lie and say she moved to nebraska...
(It's
this girl...)
"Pigs"
[Verse
1:]
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang
I'm not bipolar, see
I'm just known by those couple names
I wanna tell my pops but shit, he'll probably say the same
Fuck.. Hated by everyone thats the way it seems
I
don't know whats shorter, his damn temper or my self esteem
I sit in my room
and I listen to tunes, I'm amused alone
Because none of the cool kids would
let me join a team
Depression on the stalk again
My best friend is an
inhaler because it will not let me cough
Whenever I am losing Oxygen, bully
hand around my neck
Because he felt disrespected when I decided to talk
again
I brought that on myself, see I should know my place
But not at
lunchtime, see
I know better then to show my face around them
But the day
I do it will be everywhere
When I share these feelings Finally they gon'
fucking care
[Hook]
Grab a couple friends, start a couple
riots
Crash a couple
Gather all the bullies, crush them
motherfuckers
Odd future hooligans causing up a ruckus
Its Us. Nigga.
I
said its us, nigga.
[Verse 2:]
Murder, murder, m-murder the
last they heard of you
Was when I... "uh" with all them burners, you
Think
that I'm some punk bully bitch who ain't gone trouble you
Well I'm gonna burst your bubble two times if you don't mind umm
"Who are you again?" I'm
Sammy and thats Tyler
And we came to get wild and style in these trench
coats!
Don't start asking whats packin in these trench coats!
But just
know if you start acting I'm grabbin for these trench coats!
My step-father
called me a fag, I'll show him a fag
I'll light a fire up in his ass
And
recently them assholes that be fuckin' with me in class.
So I'mma keep them
motherfuckers there and make sure they pass Huh.
My prom date, she distance
my offer
So I'mma [?] and toss her in the principles office
Oh, now
you wanna conversate with me try to be my friend?
(Yeah but my parents)
Oh don't worry you will probably never see them
again
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Bum bum bo bum bum
Bum
bum bum bum bum
Bum. bum. bum. burumrumrumrum bum bum bum
Bum bum
bumbumbumbum, hehe
We are the Sams, and we're dead its just four of us
We
come in peace we mean no harm and we're inglorious
We took their heads but we
just took back what they took from us
I guess we lost ours
[Verse
3:]
Music had nothing to do with my final decision
I just really
wanted somebody to come pay me attention
But nobody would listen, but stuffed
animals that I had
Since I was a kid but I'm growing up so they missin'
I
didn't mean to hurt anybody I'm sorry
I wouldn't hurt a fly or consider
joining the army
I'm hardly ever angry, roger rabbit framed me
Momma I'm
the same fucking kid that you made see?
I don't wanna go to jail I just wanna
go home
And I want those fucking kids at school to just leave me alone
And
I... I hear helicopters make them dip
I'm fucking reloaded I told you all
that I ain't takin' shit
You better backup before this mac starts to lift
up
I'll pump it like my inhaler when asthma begin to act up
The difference
between us and our class is tan khakis
I got 99 problems and all of them is
being happy