Letras
Yeah, ha ha, let's say goodbye to 1515
Studios, ha ha, say hello to a new era
They say B-Cide, must've gone soft, he fell
Off, how about you cough, fuck off and leave
My loft. So don't fall that far from grace
When you land on your face, you'll see stars
And crowbars. That was my mission, the attack
On Mars. But nobody knows that. He ain't that
Hard. It's subliminal hits. Like your girl
Suckin dicks. And she did it on video and
Everybody wants in. You's a bitch. Hoe, (bitch hoe)
Cause you constantly in bitch mode. I don't
Even know why I'm talking about your name
For to set an example, you fucking with a beast
And you're growing a tantrum. To all of your
Tweeps, yous an internet gangsta. National failure
You even call yourself to the news and the paper
How you gon' wallow? Ain't accepting my follow
In case that you missed it, fuck off Mr. Delgado
Eat shit, die, I don't care what you fuckers sayin' about me
It's all lies, so don't try, why?
Cause I got the status to be the baddest on the planet
It's all mine, eat shit, die
I don't care what you fuckers sayin' about me
It's all lies, so don't try, why?
Cause I got the status to be the baddest on the planet
It's all mine
So did I lose it have I lost it on this verse?
Or do I gotta go into the Gulf Coast and help birds?
I seen 'em blow it, they ain't know what to do first
But now we gotta bring in the hearse for Tony Hayward
It's a clusterfuck, Gaga, why you doing that?
Saying my name in a song and you ain't even hit me back
I'd hit it from the back, shit, I'd hit it from the front
Roberto tears it up and then she knows she's gonna cum
She better fucking run, it's the new millennium
People scared of Y2K, but 2012 is much more fun
And look at what I done you can all control yourselves Looks like
I gotta run People screaming for my help I thought I saw nun
But it was a priest instead I cocked the fucking gun put it to his