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Prozac

 

Prozac


You are about to see a fight.
The competents prepared themselves both physically and mentally for the duel that lays ahead of them. If you've ever seen a fight before, be it live or staged, chances are you witnessed it through film or television.
Skill, form, strength, power, speed, and charisma are but a few of the ingredients that make a fighter stand out among his peers.
So, if you thought that all fighters were the same, think again, and prepare to be educated.

Who the fuck are you?

The question is, "Who the fuck are you?"
You're looking good with your eyes all black and blue.
So step in front and enjoy a little taste, I'm gonna knock that smile right off your face.
What it is (what it is) for you to choose?
Either way, one way you're gonna lose.
You'll search and search for something you'll never find and as it is you'll on father time.
Drop back and wait to plead the fifth.
You're free to choose, well that's a fucking myth.
What do you see when you're laying upon your back?
Well, step back, don't need no more of your slack.

My mama said that there'd be days like this
And now I'm pissed so watch for my angry fists
Its what you get man its on its over too
The finger's pointing right straight at you
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind

Get this sugar and spice and every thing nice
So step back and don't make me tell you twice
To get your raps right out of my fucking face before
I put you right back in your goddamn place
You walk around with air of arrogance
But when exposed we will see you for ignorance
I'm freaked out and i got you on this running scared.

My mama said that there'd be days like this
And now I'm pissed so watch for my angry fists
Its what you get man its on its over too
The finger's pointing right straight at you
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind
Sit back relax now take you're fucking Prozac
You ain't fine man tripping out of your mind

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