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lyrics

Haaaaaaaa, ugggghhh, ye what?
Dog, dog, don’t make me wipe my face with your ass
I mean my, my, damn it!

Yo, I practice two things: abstinence and gluttony
So I’ll be damned if you think that bitch is fucking me (what bitch?)
Man I don’t know and I don’t give a shit
The main point’s to stay poised your boy is a little bitch (word)
Look at him jock my style
I’ll throw stones at your home just to rock the house
You gonna knock me down? ‘Cause my flowing is sick
My name is Buck Bowen, I’m not a bowling pin
Are you going again? Watch you stutter stall
Nice strike, sike, more like a gutter ball
You suckers fall trying to copy and take
‘Cause you need to realize your rhymes are sloppy and fake
You should watch me and take notes, on how to stay fresh
And just because your set has gifts doesn’t mean you have stage presence (presents)
I be the kid with the crazed hair party with R. Kelly picking chics up at day care

You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK

Check it out, like a library card
It’s evident you’ll never win you don’t try very hard
Man I don’t give a hoot, what you pussies believe
‘Cause fucking with my promotion only push me to succeed
You wanna battle me? You get me to laugh
I wouldn’t waste a fucking rhyme trying to split you in half
You like a dick in your ass you want it crooked or straight
Now bounce onto your house and get put in your place
‘Cause you would have erased me, but your verses stink
And it’s clear to say I’m on here to stay like permanent ink
Ha ha, so get used to the style
And shut the fuck up and look stupid and smile
‘Cause I’ve been doing this a while and now you just getting started
My crap is mentally ill because my shit is retarded
I’m done, trying to fight these cats
You want to burn a fucking bridge I’ll help you light the match

You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK
You’re watching me, you’re watching me
Take notes, GET OFF MY DICK

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from Phone Sex II / Second Glance, released December 4, 2004

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Buck Bowen Long Beach, California

"Trying to bridge the growing gap between 'would-be' and 'has-been.'"

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