Deuce Ambitionz Az A Ridah

[Truth:]

Hollywood in the building

Ayo Deuce, where the pistols at?

[Chorus – Deuce:]

And I won’t deny it, I’m a straight rider

You don’t wanna fuck with me

Cause you’s a bitch just like the police

And I remember you was begging on your knees

[Truth:]

I pray to Lord, tell him to forgive me for my sins

Not a ticket to heaven, just for my unborn kids

I’m addicted to the fast life, money and drugs

Plus you can’t forget the bitches in Cali’ showing their stuff

I smoke weed, pop pills, you’ll never catch me shoot up

I’m a product of prison, behind walls is where I grew up

Getting money, fucking bitches, bowing down to no man

Nine Lives newsflash, get with the program

Ain’t nobody invisible, anybody can get it

It ain’t fuck the world, homie, it’s the people that’s in it

And if you a rat, homie, I got a pistol for that

All that woofing in my ear, where the paperwork at?

When you think it’s all over, lights out, I’m gone

I got Nine Lives, homie, correct me if I’m wrong

All eyes on me till I return

The Truth, nothing else, my word is my bond

[Chorus]

[Deuce:]

Leaders ain’t got no fucking mercy for their enemies

Plus I’m living all your fucking dreams and your fantasies

I got some G’s that will wake you up and take a felony

I got some G’s that will break you up, become Makaveli

Whoa, don’t get it twisted, I’m just trying to keep it friendly, yo

Go to church, keep it real, that’s my antidote

“But Aron, I just wanna be in Hollywood Undead, though

I think I’m really cool cause I can sip on 4-0’s

Until my mommy gets real mad at me and sends me home”

I’m everything everyone wanted to be

In Hollywood, everybody keeps on calling for me

It’s a disgrace, you ain’t even gotta bet a TV, ha

I turn bitches into monkeys and apes

Voodoo dolls, brass knuckles, I got magic for days

If I can smell your girl’s vagina from a mile away

Then I can give you brain damage on any given day

[Chorus]

[GML:]

Now I’mma ‘fess that you can bet that I’mma do what I gotta do

The thug in me, nigga, got me sporting this powder blue

Balling through niggas, ain’t the color for fucking ball

We don’t keep it real, I don’t bang, I set it off

Ain’t got hood love so I grew through this bitch

Like it don’t mean shit, still trying to get rich

Ain’t got bad habits so I’m pleasing my addictions

With a chronic and convalesce eight along with these bitches

I’m hood, homie, so all eyes on me when I’m balling down the block

That’s why I’m glued to my Glock

And bring pain like rain, fucker, umbrella

It’s GML in this bitch so when you fucking tell it

Say it right, bitch, don’t fuck around

I’m on the people, got it locked like Nero Brown

[Chorus]

[Deuce:]

Yeah, I know you mad, homie

But you still can’t see me

Yeah, Nine Lives, Undead, GML

You know you love this shit, yeah

Deuce You Don’t Know

[Truth:]

Deuce, I think I see dead people…

[Deuce:]

Hahaha, yeah

9 Lives

[Hook – Truth & Deuce:]

I, gonna take it to the grave

I, gonna run this rap game

I, gonna make you feel the pain

It’s hip hop, and it ain’t gonna be the same

[x2]

[Truth:]

Black Chucks, black gloves, stolen with the different plates

I’m the bomb, like grenades, blowin’ up in your face

Blowin’ on that fuckin’ haze, none of this is new to me

9Lives mother fucker Ben Baller the jewelry

All day at the range working on my game

For, for, my fucking back seat game plan

My screws ain’t loose homie, listen, they missin’

The click steady ticking rinding while I’m grinding

Kinda cloudy in the Audi sittin’ on some new wheels

Gotta get bottle of a bottle of them prescribed pills

Poundin’ on that brown liquor tryin’ not to lose it

I ain’t the type to flash that pistol unless I’mma use it

Forty-eight laws of power brushin’ through my memory

All this hate around me givin’ me that energy

I don’t sleep, I like naps, money bring power

Gotta get this dough, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout the flour

[Hook x2]

[Truth:]

See me in trafic, maybe we can smoke in a blunt

While malcom’s in the middle, you can catch me in the front

You can learn a thing or two, I’m givin’ out lessons

The Truth mother fucker’s got answers to questions

Same year my father died my choice was limited

Don’t try to put my sneakers on unless you can fit in ’em

Running out of options, there ain’t nothing I can ask for

You ain’t flying ’till you got stamps in your passport

I ain’t no photographer, you’ll never catch me flash

I plain ol’ Jason without the mother fucking mask

Real funny how these freaks are sucking on that plastic

Ain’t nobody faithful, black door, paper clips

Keep digging lil’ hamster, punk bitch rat cats

Speak when you’re spoken to, maybe I might answer

I drive blind, quiet down all the fucking noise

Respect your elders, I ain’t playin’ with you boys

[Hook x2]

[Truth:]

All my life, been alone, I don’t need no damn help

Shadow Boxing while they’re talkin’ all about my damn wealth

California King Koosh growin’ right fucking thick

Money in the swiss bank, jewels in the fish tank

Gotta problem with me I’m gonna shoot it through your fuckin’ polo

In my pool, call me dodo, I’ll make the perfect photo

I’mma gonna keep a Desert Eagle while I’m creepin’ through the night

Cops come around, I’m gonna shake’em up like I’m shooting dykes

Crooks say “Sup” like a snake watching rattle

I’m too much to handle it, go to church, burn a candle

Must be like spilled milk the way these kids cry

I can see it through their teeth, the way these kid’s lie

The Truth got night vision, all he see is fuckin’ green

As shit pop off like a type to cause a scene

I fucked her in the back room, black hair, red cool

Came and turned Hollywood into Cancum

[Hook x2]

Deuce Story Of A Snitch

Yo, I guess we all change sometimes.

Some for better, and some for worse, listen…

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

But now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

Now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Look at all these fake ass MC’s claiming they can rap,

tryin’ to spit just like me but they don’t have it, faggot,

I was helpin’ you maggots, now I’ma show the world that you whack bitch.

You do what you can’t do cause it haunts you,

dude your just so cool and I’m not you,

boo hoo your a fool tryin’ to fit in my shoes,

snoozin’, drunk, pukin’ yeah ya losin’.

I took my whole fan base I back,

I managed to get myself back up,

back to rappin’ I man’d up,

even though I was back-stabbed,

right in the back by my bestfriend.

Bestfriend? Yeah right. Click-boom goodnight,

some say there’s two sides to the story more like two knives

don’t you worry, two guys, when we’re done they’ll be blurry.

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

But now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

Now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

I created you from dirt,

and this is how you pay me back,

joinin’ the lorene drive just for tits n’ ass,

I created every verse,

every chorus,

and just stood there

thinkin that you wrote it.

I’m Spider-man bitch,

I spin my web so quick around your heads,

I turn this whole goddamn situation into one big mess,

till your sittin’ at home tellin’ your son your stressed.

I came to cock-block,

to talk shit so drop this,

put it on your ipod, jog and rock this,

not this bitch, and ya can’t tellin’ everyone,

that I’m sick in the head.

I ain’t sick bitch, stick to your meds, you even tried to bite my shit with MEST,

but I fucked up your rep, the music your livin’ is the music you hate,

quit tellin’ people that I quit the band that I made. (Holy Shit)

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

But now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

Now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Here’s a story of a snitch, that I knew so many years,

Now he’s a bitch, fuck your feelings, he can suck my dick.

Goddamn, why you jock my shit!

Deuce Breaking Through

[Chorus:]

Fight, fight with me

We’ll make it through, through again

Now, now I see

Where I’m gone

Gone to find my home

Lonely crawling through these dark walls

Finding hope if hope still exists

But I can see the things you put me through

I felt this way

I felt this way for so long

And all the pain I felt in this life

Gone in this

[Chorus]

Losing in this game of life now

I lost you before

I felt so much pain

And now I wanna say goodbye to all those times we fought

Those times you were by my side

I felt like this wasn’t real

Like I was living in someone else’s dream

[Chorus]

My home

My home

My home

And I know that you can’t see the future

Because it’s lost

And now I’ve seen it in the past

And I fear that

There’s nothing left for me

Or left for you

Or left for god to live for

I won’t give up on the future

[Chorus]

But I can see the things you put me through

I felt this way

I felt this way for so long

And all the pain I felt in this life

Gone in this

[x2]

Deuce Hell’s Gonna Break Loose

[James Kloeppel:]

It’s gonna break loose!

[Deuce:]

I fucking hate you

I thought that you pussies knew

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

Fuck what you’ve been through

The shit that you say too

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

[Deuce & James Kloeppel:]

I fucking hate you, re-fucking-placed you, bitch, I’m gonna rape you

I got the balls to f-face you with, I got dealt with the rage to derange you

Into weird shapes and God punched your ass in the face too

I’ll straight up run up and mace you

Fuck this rap game, I hate you, hate what I made you

It takes too much to remake you

Fake you, take you and ache you

Break you, I wouldn’t save you, I’d butt-fucking-rape you

I’d fucking break you, I wouldn’t save you, I’d butt-fucking-rape you!

We’re blowing up like the World Trade Center

Told you motherfuckers I’ll be here forever

We’re stronger now, more than ever

When it goes down, we ain’t going down together

No!

[Deuce:]

I fucking hate you

I thought that you pussies knew

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

Fuck what you’ve been through

The shit that you say too

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

[Deuce & James Kloeppel:]

I shit on rappers like MGK and Marshall Mathers

They call me the clapper, I’m going bananas

Hannah Montana’s shit’s smelling worse than a port-o-potty canner

Oh man-ah, if you’re a fan then shake that ass up against my banana

I’m not a copy-catter

I’m an Illuminati killer, swinging out at motherfuckers with batters

I’m madder than me with a nine-millimeter gat, this shit, it don’t really matter

As long as I’m killing MCs till this clip is empty, fuck you faggots

I’m fucking killing MCs till this clip is empty, fuck you faggots!

We’re blowing up like the World Trade Center

Told you motherfuckers I’d be here forever

We’re stronger now, more than ever

When it goes down, we ain’t going down together

No!

[Deuce:]

I fucking hate you

I thought that you pussies knew

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

Fuck what you’ve been through

The shit that you say too

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

You can’t run, you can’t hide, it’ll take you

No matter what you decided, I’ll break you

You can try to deny, but it makes you

I ain’t living a lie, I’mma break through

The only thing in this place that’ll save you

Is the same motherfucker that made you

I fucking hate you

I thought that you pussies knew

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

Fuck what you’ve been through

The shit that you say too

No matter what you do

Hell’s gonna break loose

[James Kloeppel:]

It’s gonna break loose

It’s gonna break loose

It’s gonna break loose

It’s gonna break loose

Deuce When We Ride

[Truth:]

Hey yo, Deuce,

You hear about this fuck boy Danny,

Fuckin’ American Idol reject…

[Deuce and Truth:]

Fuckin’ Faggots!

That’s when we, that’s when we, that’s when we ride!

That’s when we, that’s when we ride on these bitches!

[x2]

[Chorus:]

That’s when we ride on bitches, you fuckin’ faggot snitches

So don’t you try, we packin’ 9’s, we leave you dead in ditches

[x2]

[Kinda Major:]

Yo, Hollywood Who? Without my dawg Deuce,

Don’t make me have to ride, Men the boy got juice

In or outside, this ain’t only in the booth

Somebody gonna die, they gonna wish they called truce

Kinda Major on a track got Truth, Gadjet get the facts

If you faggots wants prove, might as well hang it up now

No noose,

I’m fuckin’ everybody, leave your pussies out loose

Tie em’ up and I throw em’ in the trunk

Fuckers want a war

And Imma give em’ what they want

Bend they ass over

Imma treat them like a punk

Prison break that ass off.

Going til I bust a nut

I don’t give a fuck, never have never will

Go try find a better rapper with some better skill

I murder mother fuckers, I massacre for the thrill

Itching for some fucking killing and blood is my Benadryl

[Chorus:]

That’s when we ride on bitches, you fuckin’ faggot snitches

So don’t you try, we packin’ 9’s, we leave you dead in ditches

[x2]

[Deuce:]

Look now, you got to admit

No one likes your pussy music

You say you sold out, but didn’t sell shit

Fucking idiots, lip sync fags milli vanili bitch

How the fuck do you call yourself a band?

You can barely rap its on now

What comes up must come must come down

When this shit flies, I won’t be around

Saying I couldn’t spit was your biggest mistake

Now UNDEAD sucks, they’re a bunch of fakes

Johnnys’ getting overweight he’s to fat to be callin’ names

Let’s play a game

Everyone’s listening

When I say fuck,sing along and say “Fuck HU”

Fuck HU!

When I say “What’s my name?”

You call me Big Deuce

What’s my name?

BIG DEUCE!

[Chorus:]

That’s when we ride on bitches, you fuckin’ faggot snitches

So don’t you try, we packin’ 9’s, we leave you dead in ditches

[x2]

[Truth:]

It’s what it is, I’m the best in the Biz

Black ski mask and the cig, 2 clips

2 sips off of that Rosay

With my man Jose with the coke

Wait

OC, and the bumb of the cree cree

HU be softer then the sea breeze

Fuck You

We be nuttier than a reeses

And we see more dough

Move more blow

Deuce go solo, drop yall homos

So fly out come the parachute

I’m always first to bail

Never scared to shoot

The Truth, ya know I’m out for the loot

Heading to the top

We movin’ through the roof

Shorty got her top down

Just like the coupe

Fuck you, this is 9Lives

Real like, my ties

One slip and you all die

[Chorus:]

That’s when we ride on bitches, you fuckin’ faggot snitches

So don’t you try, we packin’ 9’s, we leave you dead in ditches

[Deuce:]

What!

Say what the fuck!

Six shooters up!

Now, what the fuck!

Point them up!

[GML (Nacho):]

Imma snatch your mask off

And tell it like it is

No more talent, no more show biz

Deuce left the band

Now yall a bunch of jokes

Hollywood IS Dead

And thats all she fucken wrote

Leave you dead in the ditches

Heard you were snitches

9Lives that’s how

We ride on you bitches, yeah

I said it, it’s the boy from GML

If you got hurt feelings, oh well

Do something you couldn’t

Face me on your best day

The Wiz Kid is gone

That’s why you get less pay

Still remember when your

First album dropped

Skipped it to the chorus

The rest of yall flopped

Whack ass lyrics

I mean garbage

Leaky like a faucet

Your whole entourage

Wish on a star bitch

You’ll never make a million

Ninelives and GML

In the buildin’

[Chorus:]

That’s when we, that’s when we, that’s when we ride!

That’s when we, that’s when we ride on these bitches!

[x2]

Deuce Nobody Likes Me

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

But I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

All this hate you gave me that turned me deranged

Now I’m burning in the flames

All the things you said, they’ve been stuck in my head

And now I’m at it again, an addict

Welcome to hell bitch

You can’t do nothing about it

Out of my way faggot, you heard what I said damnit

I am an automatic ready to fire back at

All the fuckers laughing

Not gonna lie about it, I’m gonna wreck havoc

Everyone’s dying

Don’t matter

This is my chance

Maybe my last

And if I leave

There’s no way back

This is your fate

When worlds collapse

I took my pain

Now give it back

I give it back, give it back

Only one of us will laugh last

Now give it back…

I give it back, give it back

Break this whole fucking world in half

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

But I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

I used to have so many friends

I thought I could trust

But when it came to saving me

You let me self-destruct

Well I’m back now, I’m seeking out this vengeance

Not to mention that this black cloud, it sticks around

And visits my intuition, won’t let me back down

And I swear to God, my heart is like a piston

Pumping rage into this engine, turn the keys to my ignition

Listen nobody likes me

Enlightening, it excites me

And I talk this shit with the lyrics I spit

And still nobody will fight me

Try walking a mile in my shoes

And get beat with your own Nikes

I’m a grimey motherfucker

With a mic’ so call me Mickey

I got no patience lately

For these fucking faggots

Fecking making lies up

Wise up

And if you really think you can take me

Wake me up from this lazy battle

Rattle you with my crazy battle

Pay my dues back on the saddle

The lonely road that I slowly travel

This is my chance

Maybe my last

And if I leave

There’s no way back

This is your fate

When worlds collapse

I took my pain

Now give it back

I give it back, give it back

Only one of us will laugh last

Now give it back…

I give it back, give it back

Break this whole fucking world in half

Break this world in half!

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

But I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

You thought you figured it out

You thought you figured it out

Uh huh, you thought you figured it out

You thought you… figured me out!

You’ll never figure me out!

You can’t figure me out!

Shut the fuck up!

I’ll burn you fuckers down!

I know you’re proud

I held my ground

Time’s running out

You hear the crowd

They know you’re down

Time’s running out

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

But I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Nobody likes me

No one likes me

Why? ‘Cause I don’t like them

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Now it’s much too late

To say you’re sorry

Don’t care what you think

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Now it’s much too late

To say you’re sorry

Don’t care what you think

Uh huh, I don’t, nu uh

Deuce Deuce Dot Com

Oh!

Don’t Stop

What’s my name girl, what’s my name girl? (Deuce!)

Don’t Stop,

Shake that thang girl, shake that thang!

[Chorus]

We can ride if you wanna ride, later

We can dance if you wanna dance, baby

I don’t care if you gotta man, save me

Keep standin’ by my side,

‘Cause you know you’re mine!

Yeah California, throw ’em up where you at

California, get ready I’m back!

I keep it bumpin’ like I’m black,

Like Michael Myers, watch out the mask!

I know you like what you see,

Blitzin’ and the 50 Tommy’s all I need

You can visit me on the web,

H-T-T-P, got your bitch on her knees!

Dot com, I’m the bomb,

If your friends with Tom, MySpace dot com

I’ll give you what you need,

Keep you dancin’ all night like ecstasy!

Everybody’s doin’ it baby,

Everybody, everybody get crazy! (Crazy!)

We can dance, we can ride,

Shake that ass, I got LA Pride!

[Chorus x2]

They want to get to know me,

They all want to be my homies

I ain’t no Timberlake,

But I get more bitches at the end of the day!

I’m shinin’, shinin’

Everybody know’s me

I’m grindin’, grindin’

They’re saying, ‘Oh lordy!’

There he goes again, Oh yeah

Gettin’ Kronked again, and you mad!

You like my tats, my shoes, my hats

I’m back, I’m dressed in black

Your crew keeps wonderin’ where I’m at,

They keep thinkin’ how I got so bad

I’m slippin’ through the back door, motha fucka!

We can ride,

We can dance if you wanna,

Or we can take it to the back,

Watchin’ little lady shake that ass,

We can all get trashed!

[Chorus x2]

I don’t stop for hos,

I don’t stop for yos

Hollywood’s got me crazed,

That’s fo sho!

They don’t like it when they see me with a 4-0

Gettin’ tickets every night by the po-po

My rep goes back,

It goes so far

I ain’t got no cash,

But you think I’m a star!

Pullin’ up in my fancy cars,

I be gettin’ all the fancy brauds!

I did it all for the nooky, the nooky,

I’m rollin’, rollin’

C’mon, Cookie!

Don’t think I’m here to get yours,

I’m bad, I’m back,

I’m here to get more,

So keep gridin’, bumpin’, dancin’

Move how you wanna move

We can do it all night if you wanna grove

‘Cause there ain’t nothin’ left to do

‘Cept me and you, bitch!

[Chorus x2]

Deuce Don’t Speak Bitch

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.

Why can’t you go bye bye bye?

‘Cause I, will take your life away,

So turn around and just walk away!

It’s my flo’, my show, so backup.

I’m Huge, I’m big, you’re a jackoff.

I’ll cool you aint your another cracker.

I’m bad I’m bad, so get ready, BLAST OFF.

I’m the King, the mean one,

I bring the heat on, and you ain’t got the smarts, so take a seat son.

You’re a peon, and your getting peed on.

And Im’a let the world watch while I sing songs.

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.

Why can’t you go bye bye bye?

‘Cause I, will take your life away,

So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

Back-up back-up before you end up smacked, up stand up stand up lemme’ see your hands up I’m back with another can full of whoop-ass so these fags kissing on each others asses I will shit on you so take a minute fool before you open your mouth and I spit on you while my shit plays straight from my living room, I’ll let the whole world watch while I finish you!

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.

Why can’t you go bye bye bye?

‘Cause I, will take your life away,

So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.

Why can’t you go bye bye bye?

‘Cause I, will take your life away,

So turn around and just shut the fuck up!

Just shut your mouth!

Shut the fuck up!

Before I take break your mouth, I take you out!

shut the fuck up! Just shut your mouth!

Shut the fuck up! Before I take break your mouth, I take you out!

Don’t speak bitch, just die die die.

Why can’t you go bye bye bye?

‘Cause I, will take your life away,

So turn around and just walk away! [x2]

Deuce Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like i wanted this to end

Sometimes I feel like there’s nothing left

Sometimes I feel like the world was falling down

Somehow I feel like i was wrong

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t fight the feeling that you felt so long before

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t find the reason why we fallin’ down today

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go

Sometimes I feel like I’m falling in this mess

Somehow I still feel so upset

Sometimes I feel like the world was gonna end

Somehow I feel like i was wrong

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t fight the feeling that you felt so long before

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t find the reason why we fallin’ down today

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go

Will you stay with this life I betrayed

Will you pray with me, I’m falling apart

Will you stay with this life I betrayed

Will you pray with me, I’m falling apart

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t fight the feeling that you felt so long before

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go Don’t stay

Don’t find the reason why we fallin’ down today

Don’t tell me everything is alright

Don’t go

Don’t tell me

Don’t go

Feel like i wanted this to end