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I'm the illest to hold a cordless
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Than beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I grew up in the wild
As a youth
With a fucked up
I used as an excuse
And aint changed
But kept the same
Since the time that I failed 9th grade
You probably that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote I just encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider
So caution to the wind
You and a
Can off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow brain out
I'm mine out
Fuck it, you only live you might as well die now

It's only to warn
I was with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda
With a 4 door
But a more toward (?) droppin an
The a fella into motzerella
Worse than a propella
Got you locked in the
With your showing
Developing
I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
With an IV in your
you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of
the plugs
On the gunshot full of bullet slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the asses ripped outta pants
And
A less 20 percent chance
Of
Have a placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead in grandma's little basement
Kevorkian has arrived
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out your mouth
Better call the department
I've a arson
To set to carpet
And burn up your entire
I'm a to start shit
Got your bitch around my dick
So you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your
and coming to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no threats
I'm doing in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe more cause I crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block a labrador
Strapit with war more than El Salvador
Foul galore
cow manure
Coming together like the on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the with a food stamp
for a pack of and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked down at the ground and picked up a huge
i it at the first dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look like it broke it hit him
so he to rush
i his legs, pinned him and bit him
he came back sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on fire him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept droppin in a rhythm
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen