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It's only to warn I was born a set of horns And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical Warlord of rap bastard with a two by four board That smashed into Honda Accord With a 4 Ford But a more toward (?) an accapella The choppin a fella motzerella Worse than a hellacopta Got you in the cella With skeleton showing Developing I'm standin next to ya Eating a full course meal watching you to death With an IV in your you liquid darvicet Pumping you full of the plugs On the gunshot full of bullet slugs Who were up in an ambulance And To receiving with the asses ripped they pants And A less than 20 percent Of Have a possible It's a patient Storing the dead in grandma's little basement Kevorkian has arrived To perform an autopsy on you you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!" a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp And pulling your adams apple out through your call the fire department I've hired a To set fire to And burn up your entire I'm a to start shit Got bitch wrapped around my dick So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit
Met a kid named Greg with a wooden leg it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg Go to bed with the keg wake up the 40 Mixed up Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole to my forehead Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead No more said closed end of discussion I'm up like spontaneous human combustion Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and Cross the (?) We blowin up your house killing your and coming back to get foster mommas And I'm as good at keeping a as Nostradamus Cause I aint no more threats I'm doing drivebys in tinted on Vietnam war vets I'm more or less sick in the more cause I smoked crack (?) today, yesterday, and the day before Walk the block a labrador Strapit with war more than El Salvador style galore Verbal cow Coming like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
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 out of a blue van i down at the ground and picked up a huge branch i swung it at the dude 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 with sticks and dudes screamin "GET HIM" i grabbed one, lit him on fire him and bit him the next one, gave me his shoes the didnt fit him one by one i just kept droppin in a rhythm then i woke up, swingin in the middle of the