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I'm the illest to hold a cordless
corners
Looking for to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Than Rosco beating Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I grew up in the wild
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
I used as an excuse
And aint changed
But kept the same
Since the third time I failed 9th grade
You probably think I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't violence 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 throw to the wind
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? your brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda
With a 4 door
But a toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a into motzerella
Worse a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the
With skeleton showing
anorexia
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your
Feeding you liquid
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving the asses ripped outta they pants
And
A less 20 percent chance
Of
a possible placement
It's a hospital
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's basement
Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams out through your mouth
Better call the department
I've hired a
To set to carpet
And up your entire apartment
I'm a to start shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my
So tight you need a to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and 44D
an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous combustion
you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up house killing your parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I making no more threats
I'm drivebys 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 Savator
the block with a labrador
Strapit corral war more than El Salvador
style galore
Verbal cow
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B.

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a stamp
for a pack of and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked at the ground and picked up a huge branch
i swung it at the first
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 with sticks and seven screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on fire him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes like the fit him
one by one i kept droppin them in a rhythm
then i woke up, in the middle of the kitchen