Blood On The Dance Floor - ***** The Rest, We The Best Lyrics
Smelling blood, Chopping hoes, I'm gonna bring it lock and loadHello there, I'm Dr. Evil, Got more tricks than Evil KnievelShark attack, Guess who's back? It's Vanity, Now lick my sackNot afraid; Not to change, I keep it real so rock the stageI should come with a warning label, Piss me off, I become unstableSteel cage; Undertaker, Throw you down through 50 tablesBang, Bang, Shot you down, Go Uma Thurma; Up in this *****Revenge is best served cold, Taking it back, We'll be your wishD-G-A-F, Learn to cause a fight *****Nam, Bam, Fam, Damn, Knock you down til you can't standDamn, I am killing it, Damn, I am feeling itI'll split this floor, I'll let you know that hater's motivate meI admittedly will annihilate their idiocy We shot ahead to see, I'm your momma's new facial creamNa-Na-Na-Na, Bat-Man, I ain't afraid of you, ManMy warning's are not a test, I eat *****es like you for breakfast***** the rest, We the best***** the rest...For the win; I'm killing itAin't nobody stopping me***** the rest, We the best***** the rest...Undefeated; World's topAin't nobody stopping usWe're trying to be okay with what you didn't createDon't copy my face and make stupid mistakesYour only mark is gonna be on the side walkYour body on the block outlined in white chalkYou better learn to crawl before you can walkI'm coming at you fast, I'm just having a mockSee how far you get around the cell blockYou think you're hardcore, It's just drawn on by the rockBloody nose, Busted lips, Broken ribs, Broken hipsFull sleeves and no tits, Bruised eyes and loose clits***** the number; Can't stand, 2 dicks and 1 fistStuffed into the roof, Guess who? It's Jayy, ********** the rest, We the best***** the rest...For the win; I'm killing itAin't nobody stopping me***** the rest, We the best***** the rest...S-G-T-CTil the very death of meStick it to you with the middle finger, Beat your ass on Jerry SpringerWhat the ***** do you know about this? What the *****, Can't handle my dickI cut my self and bleed to death, Got your girlfriend on my dick and neckYes, Yes on the bed, Real deal, Hold and slam***** you till you cannot feel, This is how we keep it realI'm gonna Kanye Taylor Swift your ass, Smoke you like you're a bag of grassI'm gonna p-p-poke your face, Leave you with my sweet little tasteI had to do the gaga-rama rama, Oh Oh lala***** the rest, We the best***** the rest...For the win; I'm killing itAin't nobody stopping me***** the rest, We the best***** the rest...S-G-T-CTil the very death of me***** the rest, We the best
