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Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store a Treacherous Four cassette
and a recorder
in Ecuador with Norton

Witness the metamorphosis of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman from the Hessian war and hence the of the Headless Horseman

Born the endorphins of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and of extension cords in dresser drawers, and deadbolts on the bedroom door, and sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin
boyfriend!

Use to settle scores with women who have vendettas towards men
Dickhead is forced in there's shredded foreskin
Reddish torn, and they're only fed a portion
Bed sores, and shins, pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' metal forks in,
Skeletor, I went to Hell and a floor
A predator, I'm for competitors
Better 'em, what I lack in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in like a cosmetic store

Stegosaurus, Chuck Norris with a
Yes, of course, a of warrants
You want some? and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel a refresher course on excessive force and pressure points,
and dressin' George Zimmerman in a orange dress and four inch heels to address the court
a bullseye on his back
His whole chest, and torso are left on the of Trayvon's dad as a present for him!

In my present form I'm Desert
Appetite for destruction, there's no for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the yellow bus

Met a contortionist said, "When you get sexual?"
She said, "However I fit in schedule. I'm flexible."

tags on the Saturn...
Got Catherine Bach in the in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on at a traffic stop gettin' harassed, signed an autograph for this asshole cop's daughter
Laughed 'cause I called her a on it, he spat on it, and brought it back lookin' half in shock
Had a heart attack, and dead
Started fallin' back with it, and got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick sock

One and half a dick: Apple Watch

Cracked front axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop with Hasselhoff
Tabasco sauce out of my satchel
Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and asked if they had a laugh in
was fuckin' stupid...

You got it twisted, all I offered this bitch a doggie biscuit, you call me misogynistic?
Bitch, get to this dick!
Like in this bitch, slob on it with gobs of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and with
not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and slick shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches fuckin' missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
Like gone ballistic, with a frostin' tip kit
Screamed, "I hate blondes!" and one...
I'm

Love to shit
Shovin' Clark Kent's in the glove compartment of the bucket, bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx
I'm double up at Targets, trouble causer, a double crosser,
mothafucka you'll ever come across
Olympic gymnast, been for "some assaults"
A lawsuits, enough to cause a stomach ulcer
Same damn brain scan as Rainman's'es
Something's aweful when Dustin Hoffman's dressin' up in your costume
on dancin' to "Brain Damage,"
What's the problem? Nothing's wrong, the brand is back to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of supporters underwater
Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a van with a spray tan
It's a wrap, an ACE bandage

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my last DNA
E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs the stagehand
She kielbasa
Pre-arrange an plan
blade on point, like a See-and-Say

Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be of this dang candidate
You say Trump don't ass like a puppet 'cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin'
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the who doesn't have to answer to no one?
idea!

If I was president "gettin' off" is the first of business
I get in office
Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
Throw a latex and an test at him!
Congress I run this land, and I want the rubber banned, and make it snappy

Addiction to and static
Addict who can't escape the
Continue to chase the dragon, but as would have it,
I walked up in Major Magics dressed as the maintenance man in a laser tag vest and a racin' with a gauge to blast it, and sped away in the station wagon
Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' Stayfree at me
Dead passenger in the passenger
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires
'finna get a case and catch it like you threw it at me encased in plastic

And send Dylann Roof through the of the Benz
until he spins like a and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin build his skin's peelin',
and skids 'til he hits a pillar
for the fence like Prince Fielder, knock it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go 'zilla, The Rap God?
When I quit? Never been realer
The of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens iller than Prince in a chinchilla or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
Revenge killer, avenge syllable
Fill a syringe, I...

Draw first
pop shit on my pop shit, and it's popular
Couldn't be awkwarder cause you're innocence I robbed you of
my fingers that got stuck up
Taught ya ta, not give a slapstick puck

The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's off of ya, but I'm not gonna get the shotgun or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox 'cause I'm into objects that are sharp when I shop, and it's not a shock, I'm such an obnoxious fucker...
The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would thought this much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?

was for 50

Little on the wrist, be warned
I'm unravelin'
My squabbles, I'm grappling your time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, with a flask of the
Tip it back then I'm wine bottles like what happened to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of attack when I'm my problems
Wish my chest having to get these rhymes off 'em
But the fact I have so many rappers against me mind boggles
And why I haven't come back on these who diss me is more of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

But my patience is wearing
Swear I been contemplatin' rubbing shit in your face 'til I it in
Diss you in every lyric until you the pen and never appear again if you actually had fuckin' careers to end

But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer 'em in that direction and forget my for them...

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light kush
You're my first take, nail you
lie, I gush
If I won you over, you would be the grand
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady a push
You can get it in the can some Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small, least three sizes
Tush mushed against your side, your puss
and are squished
kind of attire's that?
I'm to be rode
Psychopath, bet you get it poppin' like a flat

Light the match to ignite the
Got knives to and slice hermaphrodites in half
Chapman might just have to picket me like a scab

Hard to in fact
Startling, violent, perhaps are things that come to mind as soon as I start rhymes like that
And you aren't really surprised at that, but as far as these I rap,
and these bars, wouldn't it back if I star 69'ed the track

Why am I a dick?