Won't Back Down (feat. Pink)

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can pull all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no, I won't back down, oh no

Cadillac Seville's, Coupe De Villes

Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels

Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth and nails

Try to fight it, try to deny it

Stupid you will feel

What I do, I do at will

Shootin' from the hip, yeah, boy shoot to kill

Half a breath left on my death bed

Screaming F that, yeah, super ill

Baby, what the deal, we can chill

Split a half a pill and a happy meal

Fuck a stank slut, I cut my toes off

And step on the receipt before I foot the bill

Listen garden tool, don't make me introduce you to my power tool

You know the fucking drill

How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable

Summers eve Massengill

Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit

'Cause it's your god damn jam

You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact

Well shawty, I'm that man

These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man

I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said

Settle your fuckin' ass down, I'm ready for combat, man

Get it calm batman?

Nah, ain't nobody who's as bomb and as nuts

Lines are like mum's cat scans

'Cause they fucking dope bananas, honey, I applaud that ass

Swear to God, man, these moms can't dance

Ma, show 'em how it's done

Spazz like a goddamn Taz, yeah

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can pull all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no, I won't back down, oh no

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's

Make like Michael J. Fox in the jaws playin'

With an etch a sketch

Betcha that you'll never guess  who's knocking at your door

People hit the floors

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon' get divorced

Girl forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads with

Chris's paws like you pissed him off

Talented with the tongue muthafucker

You ain't got a lick in yours

Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores

Makin' cash registers, shit their draws

Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef

Laying on your kitchen floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat back

Bring me two extension chords

I'ma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more

Fuck, my dick's big, bitch

Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu

To be a sick pig, you're addicted, I'm dope

I'm the longest needle around here

Need a fix up, I'm the big shot

Get it, dicks nuts

Your just small boats little pricks

Girl, you think that other prick's hot

I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match

'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em quick fast

Shady's right back on your bitch ass

White trash, with a half a six pack in his hatchback

Trailer hitched attached to the back (Dispatch)

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can pull all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no, I won't back down, oh no

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping

Does a bird chirp

Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup till he burps and smokes purp

Does a word search get circles wrapped around it like

You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself

Of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic

Or you're the kind of girl that I can take a liking to

Psych, I'm spiking you like a football

Been this way since I've stood a foot tall

You're a good catch with a shitty spouse

Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw

Gimme good brain

Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain

Bitch, you listening tryna turn me down

Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up

Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car

Shut the fuck up while my shit's playin'

I'ma shit stain on the underwear of life

What's the saying? Where there's thunder, there's lightning

And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place

Then how the fuck have I been hit six times

In three different locations on four separate occasions

And you can bet your stanking ass

That I've come to smash everything in my path

Fork was in the road, took the psychopath

Poison Ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash

So hit the dance floor, cutie

While I do my duty on this microphone

Shake your booty, shawty, I'm the shit

Why you think Proof used to call me doody

You can sound the alarm

You can call out your guards

You can fence in your yard

You can pull all the cards

But I won't back down

Oh no, I won't back down, oh no