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knock out - aslo lyrics

[intro]
yo, it’s aslo up in this b-tch
aslo, a.s.l.o double o haha
ya, give it to ’em
check it, check it, check it out now
check it, check it out mother f-cker
ya, aslo

[verse 1]
i ain’t confident i’m c-cky son
rolling up hundred ones and other ones
p-ss them over to another son
i’m the one and i ain’t even trying yet
i see you f-ggots sweat, sweating in
fear of what i’m doing next
i switch the flow, ten fo, you hoes
already know that i rip the phone booth
apart when i go, in on a beat, the heat
is so sweet, y’all fleet in defeat
look at me i’m a
beast! y’all wish you was me cause i’m ripping up
hotties gripping shotties satan died
in my f-cking body, i’m the greatest
rapper ever, the best is me, your favorite
emcees sorry raps to weak for me
my body parts blowing out sl-tties hearts
in the dark i embark great pressures like a nark
i’m silly for game, k!lling lames, spilling brains
switching lanes on them dames who claim they
know my f-cking name (aslo), when they call me fake
i’m awake all day i never sleep i’m great i can’t
f-cking break, cause i’m steel, i’m a robot
designed to k!ll making your life’s end short like
a will

[break]
yeah. for real. round two lets go mother f-cker
check it out, aye yo

[verse 2]
i’m a step up from your last boyfriend i get endz
and hit skinz and roll around in a f-cking benz
i go a round with liddell, knock him around so proud
slow down so the crowd can go wild (yeah)
aslo, when i step into the ring i bring pain
it ain’t over ’til adele sing ya, i got stone cold
bling making ch-nks sting i grow wings so i can fly away
i’m buying drinks, getting hit with eye winks, if you
think i stink you can shrink and go away
you f-ckers getting paid? you f-ckers say i’m g-y
that’s lame i’m slaying dames every mother f-cking day
i spare life’s for a great price, i been dead so long
people call me christ, (amen) d-mn i’m rapping nice
rocking ice this the life i sn-tch your wife and catch
you in a vice take some advice, don’t step to aslo
i’ll leave you ghost, with a 45 cal. shoved down your
throat

[outro]
(scratch) don’t f-ck with me again i’ll turn ya ghost
ya, ha, b-tch, with a 45 cal. shoved down your throat. (aslo)
(ya) i told you mother f-ckers, not to f-ck with me
check it out, check it out chika chika check it out now (ya)
we gone, representing, 313, b-tch, peace

- aslo lyrics

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