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rigga rat (serve it) - unified nothings lyrics

[intro: datama head]
give me some sherbet!
sherbet!
sherbet!

[verse 1: cyrus clinical and datama head]
yeah
circus like this, circles like that
never ever did it back in the fat cat
trying to do something more than the rigga rat
[?]
that you study in high school who thought you was cool (smooth)
then you fail that test
you told a teacher that she was playin’ mess (wonderful)
trying to stop you from doing your best [?]
achieving in your life, you got stressed (chillin’)
then your hair started to fall out [?]
the hat on your w*ng wong started to get long [?]
then the next thing you know it turned grey
grey to the root, kaput (elar)
next thing you know all flop your flopper
medicine dropper
keep it real, show*stopper
fore!

[verse 2: cyrus clinical and datama head]
*growl*
you understand what that was?
hey yo, that’s my stomach on fuzz
stomach acid, man, like lake placid (tsss…)
a need a base like milk in my face
don’t want a milk mustache ’cause it doesn’t look right
man, i don’t fight every night ([?])
but sometimes i do, i lose
got punched in my dingaling, woo
fell down, got up, got knocked back down
the neighborhood’s laughing
man, i shoulda got my car
and ran over him like traffic (traffic)
but then i’d be up in the pan, man
that’s a life of sin * you just can’t win (you can’t win)
ay, somebody turn these lights off
i’m tryin’ to flow
understand you hear me though (can you hear me?)
mic check, the one*two*one
the two*checker, microphone wrecker (if you gotta count, you gotta count)
yo, chubby checker?
yeah, you know who that is (yeah, yeah)
yo, but he’s cool like me
’cause i dance for the century (century, it’s [?])
yo, turn my mic off, yo
[verse 2: cyrus clinical and datama head]
pain, what the pain
what the deal, what the dain*grain [?]
i had a piece of grain
it turned into a field of wheat
now it’s a field of meat (break my neck)
if i had cows, i would have a bunch of beef
no queef (pink)
no time to run away from a wreath on the edge of your door
hey, think of this one for a minute
what if, instead of a doorkn*b knocker, you had a big clocker? [?]
put it inside your hand
knock on the door, do it again
ring a doorbell, call it a doorball [?]
who would know, and who could make the call?
let’s not stall, and let’s not fall
still got white stuff in my hair
(what’s that stuff in your hair, dawg?)
(white stuff.)
ay, yo, get outta here
man, you almost broke my two*thousand*dollar chandelier (ow!)
yeah, right, like i had it
i think i spent it more on the wax*it (wax*it)
and let’s go to lake placid (ribbit, ribbit)
like before i said, got stomach acid (n*gga ribbit, ribbit)
still ballin’, and burpin’ (n*gga ribbit, ribbit)
shrivelin’ (sherbet, sherbet)
(you want some sherbet?)
no, who you think i am, man? (sherbet, sherbet)
you think i’m some average joe?
some silly oh*no?
you better guess, man (sherbet, sherbet)
the checkers on my shirt (serve it, sherbet)
man, i got kicked in the dirt (dirt, dirt, dirt)
(sherbet, sherbet) (dirt, dirt, dirt)
(serve it, sherbet) (dirt, dirt, dirt)
[outro: cyrus clinical]
man, that’s tight
ooh, that’s tight
man, that sh*t’s messed up, man, sorry
he ain’t going nowhere

- unified nothings lyrics

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