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

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

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

Use to settle scores with women who have vendettas towards men
is forced in 'till there's shredded foreskin
Reddish torn, and they're only bein' fed a
Bed sores, and sore shins, whores can get abortions
for stickin' metal forks in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to and fell 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 with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a mess of
You want Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on force and pressure points,
and dressin' Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four inch heels to address the court
with a bullseye on his
His whole chest, and torso are left on the of Trayvon's dad as a present for him!

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

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

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

One ball and a dick: Apple Watch

Cracked front axle, in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff
Pulled Tabasco sauce out of my
Knocked over a tackle box and asked if they had a laugh in stock?
was fuckin' stupid...

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

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

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

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of Trump underwater
Snuck up on 'em in in a gray van with a spray tan
a wrap, like an ACE bandage

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the with the stagehand
She kielbasa
Pre-arrange an escape
Three-inch blade on point, like a

Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be afraid of this dang
You say Trump don't kiss ass like a puppet 'cause he runs his campaign his own cash for the fundin'
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose who's blunt with his hand on the button 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 Uncle Sam naked, laughin', cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
Throw a latex and an AIDS at him!
Tell Congress I run this land, and I the rubber banned, and make it snappy

Addiction to and static
who can't escape the habit
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' jacket with a gauge to it, and sped away in the station wagon
Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' pads at me
passenger in the passenger seat
Unfasten the latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires
'finna get a murder case and catch it like you it at me encased in plastic

And Dylann Roof through the windshield of the Benz
until he spins like a pinwheel and feelin'
like a windmiller with a build while his skin's peelin',
and 'til he hits a cement pillar
Swing for the fence Prince Fielder, knock it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go 'zilla, The Rap God?
When will I quit? Never been
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 binge
a syringe, 'til I...

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

The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's lopped off of ya, but I'm not 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 have thought 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, into history, with a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles like happened to Chris Reeve's spine column
the plan of attack when I'm fixing my problems
Wish my chest wasn't having to get rhymes off 'em
But the fact that I have so many rappers me mind boggles
And why I come back on these faggots 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 face 'til I smear it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen and appear again if you actually had fuckin' careers to end

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

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light some
You're my take, I'll nail you
Can't lie, I
If I won you over, you would be the prize
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a
You can get it in the can like some Busch
too small, least three pant sizes
Tush mushed against your damn side, puss
and thighs are
What kind of attire's
I'm ready to be
Psychopath, bet you we'll get it like a flat

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

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

Why am I a dick?