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I'm the illest rapper to a cordless
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Than Rosco James Tarteenyer (?)
And his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the hood
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
I used as an excuse
And aint shit
But kept the same
the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just it
I laugh at the of death
As I down a cement flight of steps
And inside a bed of spider webs
So caution to the wind
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
it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only to warn
I was born with a set of
And metaphors attached to my damn cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
That smashed into your Accord
a 4 door Ford
But a toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a fella into
than a hellacopta 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
With an IV in veins
Feeding you darvicet
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who picked up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the asses ripped they pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
a possible placement
It's a hospital
Storing the dead in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has
To perform an autopsy on you while you "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And your adams apple out through your mouth
call the fire department
I've hired a
To set to carpet
And burn up your apartment
I'm a liar to start
Got your bitch wrapped around my
So tight you a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up Alka 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 closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human
you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up your house killing parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as good at keeping a as Nostradamus
Cause I aint no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on war vets
I'm more or sick in the head
Maybe more cause I crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day Savator
Walk the block a labrador
Strapit corral with war more El Salvador
Foul galore
Verbal cow
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B.

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a food
for a of cigarettes and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the ground and picked up a branch
i swung it at the first
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look 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 like the didnt fit him
one by one i just droppin them in a rhythm
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen