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*I thought you'd always be mine*

NO YOU DON'T!!!!

Listen here you little meat sack. I don't know where you come from.

BUT I'M KICKING YOU OUT OF AMERICA!

If you think you have the nerve to step on my territory and steal all my girls, heed my words.

RARRRRR get out of my face! I will never commit myself to the "beliebers."

AHHHHH though I won't sell as many records as you will, at least my man-card is still valid for an upgrade.

And if you think your over-produced poppy crap can make those girls dance, let me show you how death metal gets those hips shakin'! BLEGH!

GET UP! YOU CLOWN! YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE LIKE ME!

BREAK IT DOWN BABY! Not yours but MINE!

Oh, I felt that one, a little more now...

BREAKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

YOUUUUUU CAN'T GO MUCH SLOWWWWWEERRRRRR!!!

Since you've never reached this tempo, and you never will, you can't be apart of society.

Here I stand with hot chicks clinging to my jacket, before I send you off, any last words?

*rap part*

SHUT UP!!

LEAVEEEEEEEEE!!!!!