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I'm the illest rapper to hold a
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of
I'm in action
Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I up in the wild hood
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
That I as an excuse
And aint shit
But the same mindstate
Since the time that 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 laugh at the of death
As I fall a cement flight of steps
And inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow your out
I'm mine out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as die now

It's only fair to
I was born with a set of
And metaphors attached to my umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
That smashed into your Accord
a 4 door Ford
But a more toward (?) an accapella
The choppin a fella motzerella
Worse than a propella
Got you in the cella
With skeleton showing
Developing
I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to
an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims of bullet slugs
Who picked up in an ambulance
And
To with 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 little
Doctor has arrived
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of scalp
And pulling your adams apple out your mouth
Better call the department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start
Got your wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a retarded kid Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka and Formula 44D
an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the 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 up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as
Cause I aint making no threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less sick in the
Maybe more I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day Savator
Walk the with a labrador
corral with war more than El Salvador
Foul style
cow manure
Coming together like the on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a stamp
for a pack of cigarettes and a book at the news
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked down at the and picked up a huge branch
i swung it at the dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so it look like it broke before it hit him
so he to rush
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned 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
i woke up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen