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Black Pontiac
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Yeah
You're so above me with that feelin' of superiority
One look, I'm dead, so pull the thread
How did you fit through the door with that massive head
Of yours? Don't make this a chore
Lemme flail my body 'round 'til I can't take this anymore
Ta! Ta! Well, you can take a seat or take a pass
Just take that stick out of your ass
Rain in on my parade like a grenade inside a house of glass
To sayin' you're here for the music, well I'm callin' bullshit
If you don't like the crowd, then next time please don't buy a ticket
Mister, sister, mother, oh my brother, we can't tolerate each other
Piss me and my people off, and you won't like what you discover
The lights, the screams, I love it all
Then some asshole come in lookin' for a brawl
Just kill the rats and call the dogs and hit the frills
And climb right up the fuckin' walls
Hey man, just chill, I ain't tryna be rude
But if you come to kill my vibe
Fuck you and your attitude, uh
You're so above me with that feelin' of superiority
One look, I'm dead, so pull the thread
How did you fit through the door with that massive head
Of yours? Don't make this a chore
Lemme flail my body 'round 'til I can't take this anymore
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