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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 with vacuum cleaner attachments
I up in the wild hood
As a hazardous
With a fucked up
That I used as an
And aint shit
But kept the mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th
You probably that 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 fall down a flight of steps
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
Fuck it, you live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born a set of horns
And attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by board
That smashed into your Accord
With a 4 door
But a more toward (?) an accapella
The choppin a fella into
Worse than a propella
Got you locked in the
your skeleton showing
Developing
While I'm next to ya
a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your
Feeding you liquid
Pumping you full of
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who picked up in an ambulance
And
To receiving the asses ripped outta they pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
a possible placement
It's a hospital
Storing the dead bodies in little basement
Doctor has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through mouth
call the fire department
I've a arson
To set fire to
And up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch around my dick
So tight you need a to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named with a wooden 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 Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of
I'm blowin up spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of and traumas
the bombas (?)
We up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on war vets
I'm or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause I crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the with a labrador
Strapit with war more than El Salvador
Foul style
Verbal cow
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B.

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store a food stamp
for a pack of cigarettes and a at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the and picked up a huge branch
i it at the first dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it like it broke before it hit him
so he tried to
i his legs, pinned him and bit him
he came back sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i one, lit him on fire pinned him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes like the fit him
one by one i just droppin them in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the middle of the