"It's 8:05, this is Phillis in the office.
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The cat is out on the patio.
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If this happens 1 more time,
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your butts are in the street.
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I am sick and tired of your activities,
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and your cat,
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and your untruths with me.
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I'm going to call you tomorrow,
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when your home,
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and you better explain a lot of things to me
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because I'm sick and tired of your bull-shit.
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Good night."
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My place, is not a home.
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It don't make no difference, but I have found
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that I need a place to stay
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I never listen what the landlord man say
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You should have seen all the flops in my house
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They was jumping on walls and kicking ceilings
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Nowadays people listen to me,
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when I say...'GET OUT!'
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Hold me, and don't let go
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it don't make no difference that your a ho
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Because I need a place to stay
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although disease was just the price I paid
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In days of old thats how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
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That girl is dead to me now, and I sing...'GET OUT!'
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(scratchin')
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1,2,3,4
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lemme bust a freestlye then (NWA)
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fuck you man (Scarface)
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I gotta bone to pick (Geto Boys)
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So sit, don't trip,
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Im cuttin hits like Bert Susanka's got the shrimp dip.
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I get it, get it, get it, get it, all the time
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the people want to know the meaning of the word Sublime,
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it's anarchist, man it's the shit you missed,
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we get the minute man loops and add a PEN1 twist,
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cuz we know you love the pit,
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but this is the shit, that you put in the box And say damn it's a hit,
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and to all the radios and the tv shows
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cause we don't kiss no ass or kick down free shows,
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what you get is the kind, no gank, no cess,
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when yellow lover on the d-r-u-m-s
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Well let the lovin take a hold over me,
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Let the lovin take a hold over me,
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(Follow me Long Beach Posse)
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Cause all I see is your fussin' and fightin'
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1992 so lets all start uniting
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Put your hands together be the best you can be
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Let this jam take us to 1993
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to stay positive,
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the love will come back to me.
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Get Out (Remix)
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| Sublime |
