One Hit Wonder Songtext
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We're not just a one hit wonder.
We're not just a one time thing.
We're not going under.
You haven't even heard me scream
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
We're not just a one time thing.
We're not going under.
You haven't even heard me scream
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
Enough of your bullshit,
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
How'd ya like that?
Was it good enough.
You don't like my rap.
Can I atleast be tough?
No, you keep sayin'
You just like Hustla.
Well don't be hatin'
We're givin you another.
Sure I'm solo,
But who really cares.
Ravens in the back,
Recieving cold stares.
Stares from your black black hearts.
Filled with no regret,of us bleeding in the park.
You think we're awful?
You want something new?
We'll give it to ya pal.
Though we'd like to see you.
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
Enough of your bullshit,
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
Do you believe me now,
Do you like the change,
Am I alone now.
Are we really that lame.
You think we can't do it,
You think we're a joke?
You think we've been spitting rhymes,
After snotin' coke.
Is it just from the diss?
I gave you and your mama.
You want more of this,
I'll bring you the drama.
Now, oh now it's a challenge,
You wanna back down,
I think you should.
Before you look like a clown.
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
Enough of your bullshit,
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
Well I'm outta here,
Have a good night.
I'm not wasting my time watching you loose this fight.
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
How'd ya like that?
Was it good enough.
You don't like my rap.
Can I atleast be tough?
No, you keep sayin'
You just like Hustla.
Well don't be hatin'
We're givin you another.
Sure I'm solo,
But who really cares.
Ravens in the back,
Recieving cold stares.
Stares from your black black hearts.
Filled with no regret,of us bleeding in the park.
You think we're awful?
You want something new?
We'll give it to ya pal.
Though we'd like to see you.
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
Enough of your bullshit,
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
Do you believe me now,
Do you like the change,
Am I alone now.
Are we really that lame.
You think we can't do it,
You think we're a joke?
You think we've been spitting rhymes,
After snotin' coke.
Is it just from the diss?
I gave you and your mama.
You want more of this,
I'll bring you the drama.
Now, oh now it's a challenge,
You wanna back down,
I think you should.
Before you look like a clown.
*screams*
Why, why don't you believe me?
Why ya tryin to be tough.
Well im tellin ya 'balla'
I've fer sure had enough.
Enough of your bullshit,
Enough of your lies.
Go cut your fucking wrists,
With your back stabbing knives.
Well I'm outta here,
Have a good night.
I'm not wasting my time watching you loose this fight.
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