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mike oxlong - american mike lyrics
[intro]
how many people do drugs? one thousand
two thousand, three thousand, maybe even more than one million
well, no surprise, mike’s one of them
here i come
[verse 1]
mike lee oxlong thinks he has too much on his plate
wear the f_cking same pants full of pills that count to eight
f_ck high school, man i got some other f_cking song to create
when the music stops, i’ll be smoking two packs of mj in one day
not michael jordan, michael jackson, the answer i’m looking for is mary jane
drop bars in these songs of mines and i’ll still remain
well what’s that cypress hill track called again, insane in the brain
shoot this b_tch then take this f_cking thin line of cocaine
people wonder about my worst behavior and my little habitats
get this, mike’s more f_cking crazy than a 6 foot clown
and i’m not talking about f_cking haters, not those clowns
i’m talking about that coulrophobia that comes around
the more theses celebs skeletons start to come off their closets
socking these f_cking f_gs, to the point they got brutally dropped by colossus
it still wouldn’t matter if your pockets are f_cking empty
won’t think twice about f_cking shooting you, plus talk about bullets
this f_cking pistol has plenty
[chorus]
you don’t really wanna f_ck with mike
the only thing he does is f_cking wipe
wipe your soul outta this world, that’s right (mike!)
but for real, don’t f_ck with mike
inside the suitcase, filled with your baby’s parts of five
you don’t really wanna f_ck with mike
the only thing he does is f_cking wipe
wipe your soul outta this world, that’s right (mike!)
but for real, don’t f_ck with mike
inside the suitcase, filled with your baby’s parts of five
[verse 2]
jerry maguire but you had me at f_ck you
i don’t got 4 rings or 4 chains but i f_cking got a stolen pistol
poking my personal f_cking bubble with the dart that you threw
bad boys, i k!ll before and i k!ll again
my other members start acting like p_ssies, am i the only men
speaking off p_ssies, they don’t have f_cking b_lls to write this sh_t on pen
used to call me nice guy ed like chris penn
took too much f_cking heroin inside the veins from my body
constipation comes around, corny but i start to f_cking potty
this world also has acid, took i but couldn’t sleep
my mental illness, only f_cking tell you this, it’s pretty deep
ruthless as f_ck, blow your f_cking grandmama’s dust
and sweep them and throw her ass out, soul’s crushed
lace you with angel dust because your dumb and i am note
my cigarette, joint, or even the f_cking lighter to your check spot
it’s feeling every hot, after that get shot
this is the end of the plot, act like nothing ever f_cking happened
then take out my bag of weed and put it on this pot
[chorus]
you don’t really wanna f_ck with mike
the only thing he does is f_cking wipe
wipe your soul outta this world, that’s right (mike!)
but for real, don’t f_ck with mike
inside the suitcase, filled with your baby’s parts of five
[outro]
they know, just f_cking saying
out this b_tch in the spot right now
bars come and go, thats the way life goes around here
for real i’m out
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