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Evil
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Hardcore Rap
Evil dirilis pada 16 November 2004 oleh Psychopathic sebagai bagian dari album Chainsmoker
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Tanggal Rilis16 November 2004
LabelPsychopathic
Melodiksi
Level Akustik
Valence
Kemampuan untuk menari
Energi
BPM96

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Lirik

You wanna know what it's like to be me?
Horny all the time, addicted to nicotine
Shit, I'm a dope fiend, I mean, I feen for dope, shit
And that shit you spin, and I don't want to hit
I'm sweet, broke, and hopeless, don't provoke this
I turn you into a snack cake, and sell it right to the hostess
I need money any way I can get it
I'm finished with all these industries
Snakes sellin' me Wolf tickets
I've been on Def Jam Island, in Universal
But none of them could handle something so controversial
I'm not your regular white boy competitor
I gotta get the cover, if it means chokin' out the editor
It ain't gettin' no better while all my days go by
I need some answers, so I look to the sky
But He can't even help me even if He tried
Even if I put all my faith in God
Get your ass up out of my way
(Out of my way, out of my way)
All my live motherfuckers, let me hear you say
(Out of my way, out of my way)
By all means nessesary to get paid
(Out of my way, out of my way)
"Rather be dead than broke," is what I say
(Out of my way, out of my way)
I know a lot of record execs wanna see me die
'Cause I'm C-O-D, I need my M-O-N-E-Y
Don't turn this into another unsolved homicide
All I gotta hear is the word from Monoxide
Misery loves company, their live insurance policy
Is that what you want from me?
Fuck the record you makin' 'cause most dudes is faking
The dreams you chasin' really ain't out there
So get out of my way or give me my pay
Or I'ma spray, today's your last day
Piss on your deal like a urinal
Sign the devil's contract, I read the eulogy at your funeral
Man, you don't know, yo
Me and Mono' will play your ass like a phono
Die on the day your record come out for a promo
Sign another record contract, like, oh, no
Everybody, if you feel this, hands up
If you know what the deal is, hands up
If you do what it takes to get your grass up
Let me see you get your hands up (bla-bla-bla-blaze, blaze)
Everybody, if you feel this, hands up
If you know what the deal is, hands up
If you do what it takes to get your grass up
Let me see you get your hands up (bla-bla-bla-blaze, blaze)
Remember when we use to all be broke
And no one even had the nerve to take a drag of a smoke
But now it's all different just because we all grew up
But now your money is the only way to see if you're a screw up
I'll do what I gotta do to get paid
Been doin' it ever since the fifth grade
It's no fun when you love to smoke
But can't buy a pack of ports 'cause that ass is broke
And if you can't buy smokes and you can't buy weed
So you sit there stressin' about the money you need
Watchin' my pockets bleed like a murdered MC
Who just got shot and robbed by somebody like me
Just know me and the world got beef
Got me standin' here grittin' my teeth
I wanna eat don't sleep on this
'Cause you might get robbed
And I think I'm just the man for the job
Get your ass up out of my way
(Out of my way, out of my way)
All my live motherfuckers, let me hear you say
(Out of my way, out of my way)
By all means nessesary to get paid
(Out of my way, out of my way)
"Rather be dead than broke," is what I say
(Out of my way, out of my way)
Get your ass up out of my way
(Out of my way, out of my way)
All my live motherfuckers, let me hear you say
(Out of my way, out of my way)
By all means nessesary to get paid
(Out of my way, out of my way)
"Rather be dead than broke," is what I say
(Out of my way, way)
(Way, way, way, way, way, way)
Written by: Paul Metheric
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