
Parody of X Gon Give it to Ya by DMX
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Parody/Humor - Newt - Words: 427 - Published: 12-23-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8826130
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Yeah, don't get it twisted
This Death Cure, is mine
It's not, a shucking, maze
Shuck what you heard
It's what you hearing (4X)
Cranks gon give it to ya
Shuck waiting for you to get it on your own
Cranks gon deliver to ya
Let's go, open up your eyes, it's real
When the Rose got his nose though he can't even feel
Go hard through the desert with me
But I got such a good heart
I make a mother-shucker sort of kinda miss me
Damn right, and I'll do it again
Still I can't come, but you've got to win
Rescued by the enemy
But no matter how many time you say it is
WICKED's never been a friend to me
Those mother-shuckers always wanted something
Now my life's end, that's all that I have
I'm getting Gone, gone
Will be one of these days
But I won't be the one who's a threat to you, okay?
If the only thing you shanks did was come out to see
Just end my misery
CHORUS:
First we'll be their pawns
Then we'll get to know
Some of you move on
So let me go
Cranks gon give it to ya,
They gon give it to ya
(Repeat)
WICKED never done nothing for me
But every time we turn around just another trial
I know they want something from me
I had got it so you can't get it
Let's leave it at that and just go with it
Still I'm at full strength
I'm a real Glader
So I face the world like it's back in the Maze again
You against me, me against you
For the past and for the future
What the shuck you gonna do?
I'm a threat in safe clothing
Only Glader that you know can go
Through the whole thing and still be coping
I've been doing this for like three years
Gladers want to save me? Leave me here.
I put in work and it's all for the kids
But these shanks don't know what not Immune is
They don't know how to be
With nowhere to run the death's in me
CHORUS
Ay yo where my Gladers at?!
I know I pass him notes with the hope
That they don't come and give it back
Talk some words but you're wrong
"Don't give up, you're too strong"
I'm not gonna hear you, Thomas
Leave with the Gladers, you've done it
And it's always about making sure
In the end the Flare's stopped cause we were the cure
CHORUS
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