The Left Rights - Why You in My Phyzical lyrics

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The Left Rights - Why You in My Phyzical lyrics

(And now, shall we dispense with the indiscretions towards raping tonight. I'm looking for the sh**-bird dick-f**, and he in your house) Yo, I got something to shut you the f** up You ain't no operator So (Who the f** are you then?) I am the Stick Man and this is my brethren Brotha f**a Ra's gonna show ya who you is There's no need to ask can he put this out his a** and he won't bring us sh** when you say that he's nothing? Yo I ain't got no juice motha f**a Don't want none Hold my can up to it (You got the damn wrong number!) Why you, why you, why yoooooooooooooooou in my physical? Uh oh, my physical, what you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? Oh, my physical, why you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? BEHOLD, GREAT PHARAOH RAMSES. I BRING TO YOU, THE STICK (Who the hell is this?) MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN. I don't really care to know what's going on right now. But I'm better for now, y'all makin' me startin' this fight. Corey does not want the Stick Man, Corey wants a self-made Rib Cage Man. So I'm f**ed in my mouth, in my a**, in my p**y. So I'm f**ed in my mouth, in my a**, in my p**y. (What the f** is your problem?) (You can't have some of my gold, Jewish man.) (WHY YOU WHY YOU WHY YOU) Why you, why you, why yoooooooooooooooou in my physical? Uh oh, my physical, what you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? Oh, my physical, why you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? (Raping, the purities of love that spread this message to the isle of Mahatma now you soooo wrong with your jiiiiiiiiiive brotha.) HEY, I said it. I really, really meant it. It really don't matter cuz you're never gonna miss it. HEY, I said it. I really, really meant it. But it really don't matter. DUUNN-DA D-DAAAAA Well when you look me upside down, now don't forget to f** yourself. Cause' I'll be right back and do it. The pick it up with one nice dome with a chrome to the cage through his FAT fu*kIN' HEAD. (YEAH!) I gotta know why you are in my Uh oh, my physical, what you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? Oh, my physical, why you in my physical, my physical, my physical, why you in my physical? (Crambone there?) (HELLO) (-HELLO) (Hey, is Crambone there?) (Crambone no here) (Where's Crambone?) (Crambone's in your a**) (You're tired of this sh**) (You're tired of this sh**, the end.) (AIGHT, MAN. Don't forget to f** yourself.)

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