Blood On The Dance Floor Fuck The Rest We The Best Lyrics

Smelling blood, Chopping hoes, I'm gonna bring it lock
and load
Hello there, I'm Dr. Evil, Got more tricks than Evil
Knievel
Shark attack, Guess who's back? It's Vanity, Now lick
my sack
Not afraid; Not to change, I keep it real so rock the
stage
I should come with a warning label, Piss me off, I
become unstable
Steel cage; Undertaker, Throw you down through 50
tables
Bang, Bang, Shot you down, Go Uma Thurma; Up in this
bitch
Revenge is best served cold, Taking it back, We'll be
your wish

D-G-A-F, Learn to cause a fight bitch
Nam, Bam, Fam, Damn, Knock you down til you can't stand
Damn, I am killing it, Damn, I am feeling it
I'll split this floor, I'll let you know that hater's
motivate me
I admittedly will annihilate their idiocy
We shot ahead to see, I'm your momma's new facial cream
Na-Na-Na-Na, Bat-Man, I ain't afraid of you, Man
My warning's are not a test, I eat bitches like you for
breakfast

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
For the win; I'm killing it
Ain't nobody stopping me

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
Undefeated; World's top
Ain't nobody stopping us

We're trying to be okay with what you didn't create
Don't copy my face and make stupid mistakes
Your only mark is gonna be on the side walk
Your body on the block outlined in white chalk

You better learn to crawl before you can walk I'm coming at you fast, I'm just having a mock
See how far you get around the cell block
You think you're hardcore, It's just drawn on by the
rock

Bloody nose, Busted lips, Broken ribs, Broken hips
Full sleeves and no tits, Bruised eyes and loose clits
f*ck the number; Can't stand, 2 dicks and 1 fist
Stuffed into the roof, Guess who? It's Jayy, Bitch

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
For the win; I'm killing it
Ain't nobody stopping me

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
S-G-T-C
Til the very death of me

Stick it to you with the middle finger, Beat your ass
on Jerry Springer
What the f*ck do you know about this? What the f*ck,
Can't handle my dick
I cut my self and bleed to death, Got your girlfriend
on my dick and neck
Yes, Yes on the bed, Real deal, Hold and slam

f*ck you till you cannot feel, This is how we keep it
real
I'm gonna Kanye Taylor Swift your ass, Smoke you like
you're a bag of grass
I'm gonna p-p-poke your face, Leave you with my sweet
little taste
I had to do the gaga-rama rama, Oh Oh lala

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
For the win; I'm killing it
Ain't nobody stopping me

f*ck the rest, We the best
f*ck the rest...
S-G-T-C
Til the very death of me

f*ck the rest, We the best