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I'm the illest rapper to hold a
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the 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 hood
As a hazardous
a fucked up childhood
That I as an excuse
And shit changed
But kept the same
Since the third that I failed 9th grade
You probably that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of
As I fall down a cement flight of
And land inside a bed of spider
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it
Shit, why not? Blow your out
I'm mine out
it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only to warn
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical
Warlord of rap bastard with a two by four board
That smashed your Honda Accord
With a 4 Ford
But a more toward (?) droppin an
The a fella into motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the
your skeleton showing
Developing
While I'm next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid
Pumping you full of
Pull the
On the gunshot victims of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an
And
To receiving with the asses ripped outta pants
And
A than 20 percent chance
Of
a possible placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead in grandma's little basement
Doctor has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in the top of your scalp
And pulling your apple out through your mouth
Better the fire department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And burn up your apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a leg
it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and 44D
Fuck an 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
Leaving you in the aftermath of and traumas
the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house your parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a as Nostradamus
Cause I making no more threats
I'm drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or sick in the head
Maybe more cause I crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block with a
corral with war more than El Salvador
Foul galore
Verbal cow
Coming together the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a food
for a pack of cigarettes and a book at the 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 so fast it look like it broke before it hit him
so he to rush
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with sticks and seven dudes "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned him and bit him
the next one, gave me his like the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept droppin in a rhythm
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen