I guess you wanna have a mother f**kin’ problem
I guess you wanna have a mother f**kin’ problem
I guess you wanna have a mother f**kin’ problem
I guess you wanna have a mother f**kin’ problem
You want a problem so let’s have some fun
B*t*h, I got more guns than I’ll ever have f**king puns
So out of place, found yourself in real danger
Beat to a pulp by some motha f**kin’ head bangers
Call me a fake with your music so dull
A bat to your face makes a jam out your skull
You have no career ’cause you’re just a fruit basket
I will dig you up, make a guitar out your casket
You know I’m crazy, crazy
You have no safety, safety
Just you wait ’til I find you
I’m right behind you
And then you run away
As fast as you can
Come get your punishment
If you’re a grown man
And then you run away
After all the sh*t you say
I’ma make sure
You never live another day
You know I’m crazy, crazy
You have no safety
Just you wait ’til I find you
I’m right behind you
And then you run away
As fast as you can
Come get your punishment
If you’re a grown man
And then you run away
After all the sh*t you say
I’ma make sure
You never live another day
I’ll beat you to a f**king pulp
Pounded into the earth
I’ll beat you to a f**king pulp
Pounded into the earth
I’ll beat you to a f**king pulp
Pounded into the earth
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