If you're gonna kill yourself You'd better do it now Don't wanna hear that why me shit again If you're gonna piss and moan I'm throwing in the towel 'cause this martyr rap is wearing pretty thin And it stinks to high heaven
If you're gonna fuck that girl Please keep it to yourself I'm not concerned with what you do in bed Don't care how it sounded Smelled or tasted looked or felt That kind of thing is better left unsaid Because it stinks to high heaven
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