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Verse 1

School's out, motherfucker, let's roll out, oh what's that you wonder? We're just one step closer to summer, but what's going on is that we're gonna have fun, be-yitch, this is recess, you wanna meet Mit, at the swing sets? Remember the other day, I remember like it was yesterday, oh yes it was, yeah, you and five motherfuckers pushed me and threw me down the slide, an other nine guys blew my mind at the foot of the ride - a chicken crossed the road, why? To get run over to avoid a bunch a motherfuckers, ran into an alley no ally by me, stood atop a dumpster, climbed up to a catwalk, "What the fuck ya bunch a jocks want from a pocket protector donnin' nerd? My G-Shock watch? Fuck, I'm shocked!" They climb to the top, waiting for me to get knocked, fell off the roof, "oof!" Son of a cock sucker, fell to the rocks and had to get resuscitated in the ambulance, and I missed the bus today, hour late to history class, it's a mystery my ass ain't been whooped today, yet. Yeah, you remember that shit, bitch?



Hook

It don't matter who you fuck with,

Everytime I'm mad, you assume it's Mit,

C'mon already, just look at TK,

You all lose, this is damn child's play.

It don't matter who you fuck with,

Everytime I'm mad, you assume it's Mit,

C'mon already, just look at TK,

You all lose, this is damn child's play.



Verse 2

John Lennon long hair, wish I could Imagine to be in a world where shit was easy come and easy go, or I could let go like a Zeppelin with no Led in it, but one punch and I'm knocked off a stairway to heaven, and next thin' I know I'm back on earth, midst of armageddon, packing the birth of an unknown jerk, the anti-christ dropping hell on earth, killing of the worst of the worst, throwing the lot of you cunts into the dirt, everybody's gonna die, all of those that made me hurt, thinking about making fun of me, are you sure? Is that your final answer? There's no Santa, I'm Satan, "On Dancer, on Prancer, on Dexter, on Cancer," on Halloween, I'm Jack O' Lantern, my best friends are Jason, Leatherface and Norman Bates, and Chucky just jumped out a crate like a damn jacked up, Jack in the box, and now I'm smackin' the fuck outta every fucker I've encountered, leave you fucks unaccounted for, bitches I've gotten revenge on? I lost count of. Fuck, you think I'd never mount to nothing? Now you all falling like a mountain running avalances down the main path, outta chances for forgiveness, I give less than a shit, I don't give a bit of flatulence, at you bitch ass idiots. I'm a fucking screwball, one that you can't catch it! One v one, cunt, you can't match Mit, you don't have the caliber to match it, it's like a fucking mismatch, it's what you retards call "ratchet", when I call, I cause a bunch of racket. You want to fight, right? I go like Go, Go, Gadget, 'Gadget Fist' and 'Gadget Kick Ass', Mit's finna throw your asses with your assets into a vat of acid, take a bath in it, with ever new batch of assholes kids that get replanted in the ground like a damn Cabbage Patch Kid. "Dammit, that's whack, Mit, what you just ranted," of course it is, bitch, I can't quit, these are my toys, you can't have 'em, I don't play well with others, not that Tim is a bad kid, I just want my back hid, from backstabbers that sack him, this is why I'm here, to rap shit, and if you think that I'm a dick, look at karma, brace for that bitch. You think you're safe, I'll just crack it. You want another chance, under my wing? I detatch it, I fly solo, so no, you go fuck yourself, you're a pro? No. Mainstream, nope, I got a different flow, while you flow down shit's creek, you're so slow.



Hook

It don't matter who you fuck with,

Everytime I'm mad, you assume it's Mit,

C'mon already, just look at TK,

You all lose, this is damn child's play.

It don't matter who you fuck with,

Everytime I'm mad, you assume it's Mit,

C'mon already, just look at TK,

You all lose, this is damn child's play.



Verse 3

Boo!

Boogie monster, he's under your bed, you're bedridden to death, sit on your deathbed, you ought to have slept when you had the chance, at seven, now you can't relax when you hear heavy breathin' from down below, mattress is so thin, I can stab in and grab him, but I'll just sit here to set fear and let you know that T's here. He's always here, good or bad, Mit's there, no, I don't tire, nor do I ware, sorry, don't care, oh, the way I play just ain't fair? Okay, we see how long that we can stare, yeah there is two of me, of you can't see me? Right, fuck this long hair, can't tell if I'm rapping, or if I'm napping, just be happy, because in a second, it'll all be over, the child's play game is over, motherfucker, you can fuck off, poser.

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