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Matt Champion

"I BEEN BORN AGAIN"

[Intro: bearface]
Out on the deck like I'm wildin' for respect
It's a three-peat, see-see
b*tch, you in the D-League
Boy, you f*cked up
Can't come around here, this sh*t is gated
We made it, happy belated, I see the rage hit

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
It's better if I try not to talk about the sh*t that's always on my mind
Money on my mind (That's right), couple hunnids at a time
Try to f*ck me blind, duckin' down, hear me whine (Ooh)
We outside now (That's right), milk carton in the back
We don't like to f*ck around with them n*ggas in the back
Pullin' triggers in the 'Lac (That's right)
May the praise stay bad
Ayy, Dad, Hercules want his f*ckin' waves back, stay strapped (Ooh, I like that, that's right)
Dancin' like a bad b*tch, love on top my mattress
Hope the good Lord catch this, I ain't tellin' backwards
Lie just like an actor, Hollywood is batsh*t
Mama in the South still, gold all in my mouth still
Rappin' 'bout di*k still, and I lease a house still
Move my n*gga out, still need my nephew out here
God gave me a good deal
Miss my little n*ggas down low like a big wheel
b*tch, I wanna hit still
This sh*t for my partna 'nem, Devil keep on robbin' them
Express and feel myself, like I'm f*ckin' Dennis Rodman (That's right)

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
Like I'm Dennis Rodman
Diamond dentures for my partna 'dem (That's right)
Golden rubbers from my pocket, friend
Ain't no answer, that's my partna 'dem (That's right)
She so bad, I let her touch my butt (Yeah)
Merlyn, what the f*ck?

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Line 'em-line 'em-line 'em up, you know that I'm shootin' (That's right)
It ain't no one business who or what we doin’ (That's right)
Hit this gas, they break the glass and keep it movin’
To you basic b*tches I know I'm a nuisance

[Verse 4: Joba]
Sugar, yeah, gimme some
Gimme dome, I'ma smoke some
Y'all ain't want the smoke, been smokin'
Garden gnome shrooms, y'all, who is y'all?
This what it mean to ball?
Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La
Valet park it, drive a sh*t whip
But I ain't broke, b*tch
Write my own sh*t, hit my own switch
Watched the clock tick, never ran and hid
Tell it like it is
Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead
Texas 'til I'm dead
BBQ and cornbread, like 'em corn fed
Here we go again, hit 'em one mo' 'gain
Screwed up from The Woodlands
Number six, been through Hell, think I'm Heaven-sent
Ask the preacher man, said I need Jesus, like I ain't know
Guess I found him, I am blessed, man
Rake in dividends, let the money stack, see you copycats
I ain't trippin', but copy that
It's a wrap, keep my distance
Where's Waldo, but we winnin'
Me and my dogs ain't finished (That's right)
The real know, what's a billfold?
You can't fold, I stay grinnin'
No peekin'

[Bridge: Henock Sileshi]
Go ahead and try harder
You ain't gotta ask to put up with nobody
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get on your damn knees
And pray sometimes with your muhf*ckin' ass
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get yo' muhf*ckin' ass on out there
That's all you gon' be, a muhf*cker
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves


[Outro: Matt Champion]
S-s-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
Send 'em-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
Send 'em-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
They ain't knockin' no more
They ain't-they ain't knockin' no more
S-s-s-s-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
Send 'em-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
Send 'em-send 'em out the door
They ain't knockin' no more
They-they-they ain't knockin' no more
They ain't-they ain't knockin' no more
(That's right)

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