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I'm the rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the with a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Than Rosco beating James (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I grew up in the hood
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
That I as an excuse
And aint shit
But kept the mindstate
Since the time that I failed 9th grade
You think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the of death
As I fall a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of webs
So throw to the wind
You and a
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it
Shit, why not? your brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as die now

only fair to warn
I was born with a set of
And metaphors 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 (?) droppin an accapella
The a fella into motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the
With your showing
anorexia
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 of drugs
Pull the
On the victims full of bullet slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To with the asses ripped outta they pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
a possible placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little
Doctor has arrived
To perform an on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the department
hired a arson
To set fire to
And burn up your entire
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch wrapped my dick
So you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg a wooden leg
Snatched it off and him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and 44D
an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the dead
No more said closed end of discussion
I'm up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
the bombas (?)
We up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war
I'm more or sick in the head
Maybe cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the with a labrador
Strapit corral with war more El Salvador
Foul galore
cow manure
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 ran up who jumped out of a blue van
i looked down at the ground and picked up a branch
i swung it at the dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it like 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, me his shoes like the didnt fit him
one by one i kept droppin them in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the of the kitchen