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I'm the illest rapper to hold a
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of
I'm meaner in
Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner
I grew up in the wild
As a youth
a fucked up childhood
That I used as an
And aint changed
But kept the same
Since the time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so of it
I don't promote violence I encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I down a cement flight of steps
And inside a bed of spider webs
So throw to the wind
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only once you might as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by board
That smashed your Honda Accord
With a 4 Ford
But a more toward (?) an accapella
The choppin a fella motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
your skeleton showing
Developing
While I'm next to ya
Eating a course meal watching you starve to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you darvicet
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an
And
To with the asses ripped outta they pants
And
A than 20 percent chance
Of
Have a possible
a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has
To perform an autopsy on you while you "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in the top of your scalp
And your adams apple out through your mouth
call the fire department
I've a arson
To set fire to
And burn up entire apartment
I'm a liar to start
Got bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg 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
up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor
No more said case end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human
Leaving you in the aftermath of and traumas
the bombas (?)
We blowin up your killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as
Cause I aint no more threats
I'm drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm or less sick in the head
more cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
the block with a labrador
Strapit corral with war more than El
Foul style
Verbal cow
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 at the news stand
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked down at the ground and picked up a branch
i it at the first dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look like it before it hit him
so he to rush
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with sticks and seven dudes "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on fire him and bit him
the next one, gave me his like the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept them in a rhythm
then i woke up, in the middle of the kitchen