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He′s coming for you

3, 4He's at your door

1, 2

He′s coming for you

3, 4

He's at your door like...

Incredible...

Chris back with the magic

Fly chicks showing tits like a pageant

I got songs that are cuter than Brad Pitt

But no hair on my tongue, Daniel Radcliffe (Harry)

Pants boney for the chick that play Hermione

I be back with the sound

That be sicker than Sony

Why foster these imposters

I can beat'em like Jody

I ain′t breezing through these bitches

But I′m gamin' them (Kobe)

Master Roshi

I show′em how I spirit bomb

To recruit non believers like CM Punk

I am back, left the keys and the TV's on

I turn it off cause I don′t really see what's on

I don′t see you son

Sunblock on

Caprisun's, no funds, but it's fun huh?

Fruity loop beats, Fruity Pebble foods

Mind thumpin′ like I′m fuckin' with Mama Roo

I got a big test

I see some big F′s

But I ain't concerned with anything

But the big breasts

Right in front of me

I wanna double her

Like some Double Mint Twins with some double D′s

She got a face like Hayden Panettiere

I wanna hold her near

But what do I fear?

Rejection

From the one I'm selectin′

Or that she gives me a chance and then she's nutso

Cause this one girl said she talked to ghosts

And I'd be like "yeah, yeah, your a psycho"

Cause shit like that got me picky with my choices

Cause I don′t wanna be with a chick that hears voices

Film school, yeah everything′s cool

But I still haven't learned how to sleep

Without drooling

Try to control my rage, say it′s just a phase

But in this day and age

I will not be your slave

For 7 dollars, 6 hours a week

I rather lose sleep and work on a dope beat

That'll get me a million dollars

Before I say a peep

And spend all of my time

Laughin′ at shit you call deep

But my imagination

Has this complication

What you don't understand about domination

Is my mind is a beautiful abomination

And I have had wet dreams of bombin′ nations

And switch styles

But never switch identities

Will prevail like Vince after Medellin

And ya'll can eat shit

Human Centipede

Ya'll spit ass

Over anal beats

And loop weak beats

For the rat race

Stupid rappers

Rapping over rappers beats that sound like crumbled candy wrappers

And I attack′em, Tyrannosaurus

With a Thesaurus

This can get gory

I kill words like "Swag","Thug", and "Shawty′

And resurrect them when they don't annoy me

Ya′ll bore me, I keep it lively

So Contagious like an Isley

Ya'll swear that you need to be signed

You gonna be droppin′ mixtapes till you die...

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He's coming for you

3, 4

He′s at your door

1, 2

He's coming for you

3, 4

He's at your door like...

I got ghouls on deck

Like its Halloween

I got Violence, Language, and Nudity

I got tricks and treats for the community

And this is just a song for the sinners

Tonight were the winners (hey)

Winners (hey)

Howl when you hear the growl

This is just a moment

No this is just a scene

Of the life of your average teen

I got ghouls on deck

Like its Halloween

I got Violence, Language, and Nudity

I got tricks and treats for the community

And this is just a song for the sinners

Tonight were the winners (Hey)

Winners (Hey)

Howl when you hear the growl

This is just a moment

No this is just a scene

Of the life of your average teen