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[Intro] American lowlife (lowlife) Yo, c'mon (You dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife) [Verse 1] Yo, yo You got a problem? Tell me, let's handle this We can do this in the parking lot, bang fists, some Rugged Man shit I'm suicidal, ain't the issue I feel like playing games, Russian roulette, with a fully loaded pistol Hold down, can you feel it? I break that shit Brought that fat chick with you, I take that bitch I love this, now who wanna try to take me I take it to the ground, grapple like Royce Gracie Shit ain't all sweet, talk is cheap I'm the white dude, you see me in the club, dancing all off beat Inspiration, no one, don't poke fun No gun with you, how you gon' cause commotion? I hate the whole world, wait the whole world hate me My whole family, looking at me strange lately Born to be wild, born evil, dangerous Born lethal, I was born to skeeve people [Hook] American lowlife, dirt bag, my team Smelly armpits, bad breath, low hygiene What do I mean? Smell me, rub my belly Call my celly up and tell me (Yo, yo, you dirty) I'm unhealthy American lowlife (You dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife) Lowlife, lowlife, American lowlife (You dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife) [Verse 2] When I see you, walk away, best duck down Smack you in your face in front of your bitch, what now? No education, white trash moron Doing 360s in the parking lot at Waldbaum's In the hooptie, playing mailbox baseball On the playground, shooting little kids with paintballs Crucify you, real life Stigmata You trying to win fights, running backwards like Oscar Dirty white boy, dirty dirty, filthy filthy Half hillbilly, half the world wanna kill me Come and get some, underground rap legend Call bitches birds, call birds Tippi Hedren Cops and robbers, hop fences, run through your backyard I'm the type that try to act large In the Chinese whorehouse, get my back massage I get your bitch pregnant, you take the bitch to Lamaze [Hook] [Verse 3] Hold up, you see me wild out, that's what I do Get arrested, starting riots, me and my crew I won't sign autographs, I'm unfriendly Out in Long Isl', Rakim, E-P, M-D B-E, we be, R-U-G G-E-D, S-T-R, E-E-T One man gang, whole world vs. me Blood thirsty, I'll be dead before I'm 30 Born to be a failure, paraphernalia, in my glove box Underage chick that love to suck cocks In the backseat, driving with no license Cops following, running down fire hydrants [Hook] [Outro] (Dirty, crusty, ass You dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife)
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