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作词 : M Mathers/A. Young/L. Resto/S. Jordan/J. Pounds/V. Smith/J. Kollie

作曲 : M Mathers/A. Young/L. Resto/S. Jordan/J. Pounds/V. Smith/J. Kollie

It's time to face the music

Oh

A stay of execution

No more distribution

The f**k you doin'

You did this to me

I'm right back on my bulls**t right back out on these streets

Just remember that you did this to yourself

Yeah you did it to yourself

Now you gotta suffer the consequences

Pack up the pack and swing it for the fences

Just remember that

Let's make one thing clear

Here

Here my dear

My resolution this year

No pollution fresh air

My solution long hair with a fat a*s I'm deadass

Mile high club 'til I jetlag

Raw stink flow casino

And you're just like Ginger wе know

Single negro I don't need your double standards and hypocrisy

And that fake can holder on Father's Day

You a different motherf**ker when you not with me

Been sleepin' with the enemy mockery

It's like I'm John F. Kennedy shots at me

Yes I'm President of Debauchery

None of that bulls**t ever got to me

'Cause your pillow billow ditto

Breakin' this s**t down little by little

I ain't got time for the f**kin' pom-poms

Shoulda never let this dog out of that kennel

Wastin' time debatin' 'bout

Who I'm with when I'm not around

Just don't forget who you f**kin' with

When steppin' on hallowed ground

'Cause you did this to me

Yeah I'm

Right back on my bulls**t right back out on these streets

Just remember that you did this to yourself

Yeah you did it to yourself

Now you gotta suffer the consequences

And sorry isn't gonna help

Now many times have I got burnt

And tried to act like I'm not hurt

Or take you back and we not workin'

Like clockwork this s**t is agony

You're draggin' me Glocks burst

Just remember you draw'd first toe taggin' me

Ho baggin' it blowback you deserve

Get the bows axe b***h my soul's blackening

So actually this could've been a lot worse

Watch

I could've namedropped you in my verse

Yeah

But out of respect for your daughter

I won't blow your spot up 'cause your toddler

Does not deserve to get caught up in our dirt

Yeah
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And good luck with the father

B***h stuck with him now ha f**kin' Howard

To the doctor these are wounds you cannot nurse

It's drivin' you bonkers that I'm not yours

Oh no

Guess I must have got wise you will not slide

Just 'cause you can makeup an on the spot lie

I'm comin' out guns blazin' shots fired

Hey Santa I ain't cuttin' off ties

B***h everything you own's in a box bye

Guess it's back to the trailer and pot pies

Hope I pull up to the window at Popeyes

One day and you'll be servin' me hot fries

You did this to me

A taste of your own medicine you shedded skin

Yeah you reptilian b***h

Off of your knees

Yeah

Beggin' for forgiveness

Yeah look at you marry him again b***h

You ain't 'ems b***h you just regular him's b***h

We will never be together again ever

And when you're in bed with him and wish you was with me

Just remember that

You did this to me

Yeah I'm

Right back on my bulls**t right back out on these streets

But you did

Just remember that you did this to yourself

Yeah you did it to yourself

Now you gotta suffer the consequences

And sorry isn't gonna help

Remember that you did this to me

Michelle

Right back on my bulls**t right back out on these streets

F**k around and make you famous

Just remember that you did this to yourself

Yeah you did it to yourself

Now you gotta suffer the consequences

So when I'm hittin' someone else and you're

Wastin' time debatin' 'bout

Who I'm with when I'm not around

Just don't forget who you f**kin' with

When steppin' on hallowed ground