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  1. Mad Man DepartureMad Man Departure

    Album: Matthew
    Release Date: 7/25/00
    Label: Threshold

Lyrics for "Mad Man Departure"

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Yeah, outro, Mad Man
Everytime I see your motherfuckin' ass
You always with some m************ around you
You know why? 'Cause you're motherfuckin' scared
But I'ma pick you out m***********

I like to boost myself 'cause all you niggaz can kiss my ass
Critics like my balls, b****** get jealous
Y'all on some old funny-ass s***, hang with a bunch of fellas
You can't f*** with me, shiny head like Telly Savales

Look at your favorite rap star, corny as a m***********
Scarecrow hardcore, I flip your tour bus over
Pull your plug on your stage show on your f*****' tour
Put a piece of your f*****' hand in the refridgerator

Book your s*** Monday
You'll see me with three niggaz with stockin' caps
With sawed-off shotguns, waitin' for your black asses
Then come to Apollo to play, blow your session away

You don't wanna f*** around
I don't give a f*** if you in the studio with bodyguards
You can hide behind f*****' Big Ray
Bash you in the face with a f*****' ashtray
Move you out in a stretcher

Walk you to the f*****' ambulance
With blood all over my f*****' pants
That's what you get for tryin' to do a b-boy stance
Next I'ma step to all you h*** ass niggaz that dance

Move that glittery s*** out my vision
And face the f*****' collision
Treat you like the Lifers Group
27 years, I'ma act like I'm in f*****' prison
Say somethin' now m***********, say somethin'

I bite your f*****' nose, spit back in your f*****' lap
See somethin' funny? See somethin' funny?
See somethin' funny m***********? Amputate your face off
F*** around cut your shoulder blade off

Disconnect three of your fingers
You won't be able to point at s***
Or wave a f*****' cab down, look at you bleedin'
With that rap s*** on the f*****' ground

That's right m***********
You knew I was comin' to see you from the beginnin'
But you was talkin' all that b*******
But I'ma see you in, time, that's right
When I get to yo' motherfuckin' ass
I'ma work my way up there

See youse a f***** ass nigga
You moved to the suburbs
You think you safe, workin' by phone
You can't go nowhere and you hidin'
You stay in hotels, and [unverified]
And smoke a bunch of f*****' weed, that's right

Lookin' at each other
F*****' each other in the ass
Bullshittin' and playin' with Playstation
I'ma tell you straight
I ain't no kid, I'm a grown-ass f*****' man

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