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I Might Need Security

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[Jamie Foxx & Chance The Rapper]Fuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck fuck you (yep, now now)Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck fuck you (nah nah, no)I ain't no activist, I'm the protagonistI don't co-captain it, I fly solo like one cup in the cabinetThe cab is the cabinet, they trust me at landing itThey call me the advocate, they'll slide like the abacusBoy meets world, everybody been savagesI just want to really know how much that your shooter averagesI'm not no nice guy, I'm just a good guyThe bad guys should really stay on my good sideI smelled my roses younger than the good dieThe Illuminati couldn’t see me with they good eyeThey think they Heath Ledger scary, they just Jack NicholsI'm a sign to my city like the Bat-SignalYoung chosen one, golden boy, De La HoyaIt ain't too many me's, rest in peace to Verne TroyerI was younger than I seemed as a kidI mean my 18 in the headI mean I'm only 25 but I'm Motown 25Bet I get a statue in my hometown when I dieAnd Rahm you done I'm expectin' resignationAn open investigation on all of these paid vacations for murderersFuck you, oh o-o-ohFuck you, fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck you-ou-ouFuck you, oh o-o-ohFuck you, fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck you-ou-ouFuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck youI don't get no paper, I gotta sign at the bottomStill in my bag like the fries at the bottomAnd I can't do nothing right, they gon' always be at meI missed a Crain's interview, they tried leaking my addyI donate to the schools next, they call me a deadbeat daddyThe Sun-Times gettin' that Rauner businessI got a hit-list so long I don't know how to finishI bought the Chicagoist just to run you racist bitches out of businessSpeaking of racist, fuck your microaggressionsI'll make you fix your words like a typo suggestionPat me on the back too hard and Pat'll ask for your jobAnd in unrelated news, someone'll beat your ass at your jobI'm the real dealWho taught all these rappers that a big deal's not a big deal?Inherited the earth, popping wheelies on a big wheelMy enemy lives in his mother's basementThat's why my videos don't got no Baphomet product placementI'm a real oneThe honey is sweet, the apple's bitterThey'll try to convince you stronger without your woman than when you with herAnd tell you they kidding while Twitter trashing your litterI know the devil's a liarI know that players is quitters, I heard you hire your hittersI know the higher the bidder, that mean the less on returnSo I just hire a sitterI'm not no boss nigga, I'm a soldierKingdom builder, man somebody shoulda told yaFuck you[Jamie Foxx]Fuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck youFu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
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