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    Punks will always scheme to, create a means
    to take my kindness, for weakness, cause they don't seem to
    respect my generosity, and what it's costin me
    is headaches, I don't like fakes, or people bossin me around
    You clown, it's time I beat you down
    You tried to play me betray me and slay me, and now you'll drown
    in the river, I'll give ya, reasons you should shiver
    Cause when I get to wreckin and deckin, I won't forgive ya
    You had the opportunity, for bein cool with me
    You stabbed me in the back you duck, and now you're soon to be
    disarmed, embalmed, I'll break off all your arms
    and then your legs, you'll beg, I'll crack you like a egg
    and spill your yolk, you joke, I'll duff you in the eye
    and you'll say, "Why?" And bleeding and pleading, you'll start to cry
    and I'll reply with a confident sigh, "There'll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"

    No More Mr. Nice Guy
    No More Mr. Nice Guy

    Yo ?, this is somethin that I wanna tell to you, sell to you
    and as I speak you girlies yell to your friends, "Yo it's him!
    He's shockin again!" This is the season for breezin with reason
    because I'm in, charge of the attack on suckers who just rap on
    wack track that lack that snap, while I just mack on
    Honies who look good and, they all want the wood in
    They push up, to get up close, to serve me puddin
    And I just tell em, "Look here, I am not a crook there"
    but I like to snatch em all, cause like a hook they're stuck
    struck, they tried to press their luck
    They wanna tease me and skeeze me and please me, to squeeze the bucks
    from my pocket that is bulging, I'm not indulging
    in lame games with phony dames, too busy buildin my fortress
    Score this, drink while I pour this
    I'm livin and givin my rhymes, so I'll ignore this
    Garbage you are runnin, I am not the one and
    you'll never get to vamp me tramp cause I'll be stunning your mind
    I'll sign, my name on your behind and cool you off
    like frost, I'm leary of the way you double cross
    Get lost, I'll tell you you are fly and say goodbye
    And burning and yearing you'll ask my why
    And I'll reply with a wink of an eye, "There'll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"

    No More Mr. Nice Guy
    No More Mr. Nice Guy

    Oh sure, you're, running back for me
    I'ma great you defeat you and beat you, show you the door
    Cause you ain't really welcome, you know you're seldom
    thinkin of your fellow man, but you still til them
    You wanna be a friend then, you keep pretendin
    You're two-faced, so you'll taste, just what I'm sendin
    POW, now, you're shaken sayin WOW
    You stare, you fear, my wrath is too severe
    I never let up so get up I'm fed up, and I don't care
    I'll duff you in the eye and you'll say, "Why?"
    While you're bleeding and pleading, you'll start to cry
    and I'll reply, "Either do or you die,
    cause there'll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"

    No More Mr. Nice Guy

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