Oxxy Osbourne - All Day (Remix) lyrics

Welcome to the game We ready for lift off Don't forget to get Somethin in the gift shop Lyrics that I'm spitting Ain't reflected by the plays I'm gettin Day to day I'm hitting Bang a rang Admit it Fastly Aim away Ya missin Ain't no way you gettin Past me Half mast it can be Blast that hara**ing Rap ma**ive ante Black satin panties f*ggots can't catch me Me chillin in ya melon I'm a villain here to pillage a village Of illegitimates Consider me a literary immigrant In a minute get them in it With a little bit of Back up in this b**h As a matter of fact I never left It's evident Ya never sent message is quite irrelevant And Evelyn Why ya try to fight me You will never win Tell em what it is Teenage mutant ninja turtle We the dudes that hit a spliff and sh**ll leave ya chest hurtin Better get ya best burnin Bringing back the track at the end To let ya b**h twerk The sound of me rappin will make her wetter then where the Fish lurk You sh** stain You can call me insane In the membrane Off a chem strain Keep ya guessang Already movin on To the next thing Everybody in the building Get the f**in party poppin Nobody flow go so dope as OxyContin I get up in a mosh pit And you be in the back watching UPS the body bag And send the body back to mommy Ah I'm on fire I mean come and get a peak of this Po light of mine Gon' let it shine So outta my mind Woah b**h it's prime time Little bit of feelin comin in I bet I won't lie Ever since a kiddie in the TMNT footies Now it's all black hoodies You ain't lucky if you got mine Have him posted on the corner All reded like a stop sign 1 2 3 and to the 4 Poppin oxy at the party You already f**in know So when I bust a f**in flow All the b**hes on the floor Start shakin that a** Until ya break a f**in bone Put away ya flip phone I don't want it up on Instagram Pulling out my flip phone Speed dial Insta gram Anything ya really need in life Well now ya got it fam Just watch me jot lines Like a muf**in polygraph Y'all really wanna see a Muf**a Thizzed out Face down b**h Ass up with the kids out Witchamacallit when I stick a flip In ya gullet Then pick ya pockets for wallet I pick in a pad lock So I can dip in the stash spot Where the cash hot mad props Abra cadabra Back to the magic Blacker than half Of the averages rappin Actually I'm in a Real bad mood And I'm mad and attacking I peel that crew I steel clap dudes No matter where ya wanna run I Will catch you And meal crack new New jack city With the Mac too pretty And I try to get the bobby But the crack too Whitney