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letra de denace - fi fi fo fum - the official nasty

”oh my god who’s he think he is slim shady, marshal mathers”
”get off his d-ck”
”oh man, you’re n-body”
they so hate me right now
”f-ck you, nasty”
what shall i do?
”get a record deal, my -ss”
i love it, ha
hey, y’all rest
f-cker, vonex they can’t top this

fi fi fo fum
i smell the blood of a jealous man
i smell the blood of a jealous man
fi fi fo fum
fi fi fo fum
be alive or be dead, i’ll have his bones to grind my bread, grind my bread
mooo-hoo-hoo

aaow
they wanna hate me, let hate me
they wanna diss me, let em praise me
(f-ck you)
you ain’t eminem, you ain’t shady
(hi)
you just mad at yourself cause you ain’t me
(oh)
they wanna frisk me down to my n-ts-ck
(oooh)
p-ss the k wire, show me where’s the vaults at
imma rape em, show em where the c-nts sack
(ughh)
a bunch of p-ss-es i’m dealing with, dumb -ss
(b-tches)
put your hands down this ain’t a club banger
(sit down)
this is what i call k!lling some day haters
go cry to your mames, munchkins
(argh)

fi fi fo fum
i smell the blood of a jealous man
i smell the blood of a jealous man
fi fi fo fum
fi fi fo fum
be alive or be dead, i’ll have his bones to grind my bread, grind my bread
mooo-hoo-hoo

look at these eyes, greener than kermit
licence to k!ll and he just got to sperm it
i’m sicker than cancer, n-body can cure it
(no)
who are you clowns back in the circus
enter the center, they call me the blender
(oh)
chopping and leaving your body right next to your head
and your arms and your arms in your rectom
(aha)
i am the predator and you’re my victim
i will defent the content of my lyrics
you can keep talking like little dumb b-tches
you’re so wrong if you think i’m gonna quit this
(yo)

fi fi fo fum
i smell the blood of a jealous man
i smell the blood of a jealous man
fi fi fo fum
fi fi fo fum
be alive or be dead, i’ll have his bones to grind my bread, grind my bread
mooo-hoo-hoo

i am so raw when i’m repping your fillet
they say that i suck and my style is upbringing
haters be loving, too scared to admit it
boiling up like an egg in a sk!llet
boy’s he tough enough, not being offended
talking that jack but still spinning my record
isn’t it crazy how envy effects them
let them keep talking, they want their attention
envy me baby cause baby i love it
tell me you hate me i’ll tell you to suck it
look at this finger i’ll tell you to shove it

fi fi fo fum
i smell the blood of a jealous man
i smell the blood of a jealous man
fi fi fo fum
fi fi fo fum
be alive or be dead, i’ll have his bones to grind my bread, grind my bread
mooo-hoo-hoo

jesus, aha
oh my god look at these f-cking haters
i wave to em and i blow em a kiss
and i’m like ”hey, how y’all doing”
i’m doing great and it p-sses em off and i love it
i’m out-out
”f-ck you, nasty, f-ck you”
”f-ck you, nasty”
”i f-cking hate him”
”he’s f-cking stupid, i hate him”
”he’s… f-ck him”
”i’m like ”i have a cd in my cd player but i still f-cking hate him”
”what’s he want from me, f-ck him”
”let’s go bother him, i’m bored”
”i’m f-cking bored”
‘let’s get on the internet and talk shit, come on”
”f-ck him”
”f-ck you, nasty”
aha, i like it

- the official nasty

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