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

It's only fair to
I was born with a set of
And metaphors attached to my damn cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four
That smashed your Honda Accord
a 4 door Ford
But a more toward (?) droppin an
The a fella into motzerella
Worse a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
With your skeleton
anorexia
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
With an IV in veins
Feeding you darvicet
Pumping you of drugs
the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of 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 placement
a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little
Kevorkian has arrived
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your
And your adams apple out through your mouth
Better the fire department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And burn up entire apartment
I'm a to start shit
Got your bitch around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head the peg
Go to bed with the keg up with the 40
Mixed up with Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and to the floor dead
No more said case end of discussion
I'm blowin up like human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up your house killing parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block a labrador
Strapit corral with war more than El
Foul galore
Verbal cow
Coming like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the with a food stamp
for a pack of and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked down at the ground and up a huge branch
i swung it at the first
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look like it before it hit him
so he to rush
i his legs, pinned him and bit him
he came with sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i one, lit him on fire pinned him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept them in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the middle of the