UP GEAR

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This part goes out to all them girls that did me wrong
Yeah, guess you could say this is your song
Feel special

What I gotta do to get you to see
I got that dick that turn girls into fiends
Waitin’ around like you tryin’ to camp
Ain’t tryin to brag, but you take it like a champ
When I lay you down, you pull away like cramps
Ain’t trying to be mean, but you suck it like a vamp
Wasn’t kidding when I say you take it like a tramp
You spoiled now cuz they can’t hit it like a champ
And I got them moves that you know keep it amped
When I’m puttin’ it in, you stay it like a lamp
When I bust it out, you jump it like a ramp
Dickin' you down and slam you like a stamp

Aye, spooky ain’t it
How I can see right through you
Read you like an open book
Make it to the last page and then slam it shut
Look, I ain’t trying to fuck with you
Why you gotta fuck with me
Cuz, I ain’t playin when I said
That you’ll get bucked for playing with me

And no matter what you say
I ain’t losing touch
Keep playing with me and you gonna get fucked
You stuck on me
Like a Snuggie be
Why don’t you go ahead and get a life, b?
Jump up off my nuts
And quit playing with me
Cuz I got shit to do
And you ain’t paying me

That’s when I switch it to an up gear
Watch you try to get up here
Laughing as I punch the gas and hit that up gear
Watch you try to level on up here
I just push that bitch into an up gear
Cuz you ain’t never gonna make it up here

This part goes out to all them trolls that did me wrong
Yeah, guess you could say that this is your song
Feel special

What I gotta do to get you to see
That you really don’t wanna fuckboy me
Got you stuck like Chuck and I don’t give a fuck
Looky here you lil vicious slut
You wanted it now, so I came on up
I grew like a giant and now you lookin up
All that shit talk made you a lonesome dove
I stay lit on fire like a young gun
What’s the matter now, trolling ain’t fun
I wrote it down and got you on the run
I’m tellin' you nigga, I ain’t the one
You stuck on stupid when you stare into the sun

Aye, spooky ain’t it
How I can blow right through you
Call you out like you captain hook
Make it to the last crusade and slam you like a puck
Look, you keep fuckin with me
I’ma feed you to the croc
Your time’s tickin’ down like tick to the tock
Your sands are running out like the end of this chalk

And no matter what you do
I’ma come on through
Keep you on a close watch
You lovin’ me
Like yo mama be
Why you don’t fuck offa me
Jump up off my balls
And quit making a scene
Cuz I got shit to do
And you ain’t paying me

That’s when I switch it to an up gear
Watch you try to get up here
Laughing as I punch the gas on that ass and up gear
Ain’t no twin turbo needed here
Watch you try to level on up here
I just push that bitch into an up gear
And then I get the fuck up on out of here

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from PSYCHIC SOLDIER, released August 12, 2005

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