There once was a kid named Deuce
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Who got sick n' tired of bein' picked on
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so he got himself a nice 22'
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Click BOOM, now he's on the fuckin news
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Now who's the king of these rap acts? American Bad ass
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They say he's a class act, no wonder he's jabbed at
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That's why they put me up in lights and I rap back 'n have these critics wanna' mimic my crack ass
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He ain't no cinic but he knows where your dad's at
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They ain't gonna finish till they send you to bagdhad
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and minute by minute they go' pull you right in it, you go' end up at clinics because they put you on xinix
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but don't you worry I'm back ya Deuce is back with a black hat, cape and a black cat baby I'm the new Batman.
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"oooooooo"
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You know only sarah can grab that, I don't need no groupies trying to grab at my pants,
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hoping that I'm gonna go back and tax that I ain't endin' up in no place with no bad rash.
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How come I get laughed at by media trash bag's, just because I'm white and I sing like I'm half black?
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Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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try and take my pride, we both know that's silly know that's silly.
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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Soon as my voice's touch's or even get's close to a track it's ratatatatat I'm droppin' bomb's on they asses
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burn you up in the ashes ya I'm back to my old tactics, rappin to slay faggots and rappers who ain't have what it take's
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so I straight jack 'em, Slap em' I ain't laughin', this is where it gets tragic homie you ain't matchin' me or my ryhmes
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half black half white rapper tryna' downgrade my skills tellin everyone I'm wack, shit what about your habbit?
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Slangin' dope on the streets from your one bedroom apartment. (HEY LOOK IT'S ME CARTMAN I'M RETARDED)
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Don't get me started how these old farts tryn' pick apart my religion, of course I'm gifted ain't no god but I'm lifted.
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Listen I'm the wizkid who grew up a little different. Welcome to my life bitch, It's my last mission.
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Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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try and take my pride, we both know that's silly know that's silly.
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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I was born to rip shit, Born with too much wit, that's why they call me the wizkid cuz I drop hits.
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Mimic me? I'm too sick, you can't hang I'm too quick. What's my name? DEUCE BITCh, it's the new shit.
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Leavin' ego's bruised in ya you're trapped you're stupid. Try and step in my shoes but it's foolish.
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I'm coo coo homie I got screw's loose. Fuck TOOL, you can kiss my ass too bitch. You and your DR PHIL affiliates, you're worth
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two cents of my time and a few bars, so move bitch. As long as I'm doing music, I'ma be a nuesence, It's a new movement.
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Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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try and take my pride, we both know that's silly know that's silly.
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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Now you see my life, and it looks so pretty looks so pretty
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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try and take my pride, we both know that's silly know that's silly.
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you want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
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Now You See My Life
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Deuce |