Hidden Track Lyrics - Justin Timberlake


1 Oh, you mother fuckers thought it was over, huh

2 Well, it's not, you didn't count on a fallen angel

3 Getting back into the grace of God and coming after you


4 Ya'll niggaz ain't shit, your producers ain't shit

5 Your fucking A&R ain't shit

6 I'll fucking wipe my ass with your demo deal

7 Yo, Diabolic, take this mother fucker's head off


8 Go ahead and grip glocks

9 I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots

10 You'll have to lip lock

11 With hypodermic needles to lick shots

12 I'll watch you topple flat

13 Put away your rings and holla back


14 Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps

15 Beneath the surface

16 I'm over heating your receiving circuits

17 By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches


18 What you preach is worthless

19 Your worship defeat the purpose

20 Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service

21 Beyond what ya'll fathom

22 I shit on cats and jaw tap at 'em


23 Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm

24 Tour jack at 'em

25 Have his half a ten, bitch suck my friend's dick

26 In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist


27 Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague

28 This fucking a pussy's face, holding a hand grenade

29 So if I catch you bluffin', faggot, you're less than nothing

30 I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction


31 You mother fuckers are nothing

32 You cannot harm me

33 I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army

34 Storm the planet hunting you down 'cuz I'm on a mission


35 To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms

36 Immortal Technique will destroy your religion, you stupid bitch

37 You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix

38 I'm 'bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips


39 Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily

40 I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitably

41 Chemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome piece

42 I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home like Jerome's niece


43 I'll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissin' me

44 And then I'll use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy

45 This public democracy, brain washed your psychology

46 So you're nothing like diversity without equality


47 And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology

48 Using numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven

49 Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7

50 You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect


51 You never killed a cop, you not a mother fucking thug yet

52 Your mind is empty and spacious

53 Like the part of the brain, the appreciated culture in a racist

54 Face it, you too basic, you're never gonna make it

55 Like children walking through Antarctica butt naked


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