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Ready the cops ready the riot gear, ready the
Ready the cars fuck it ready the hit the alarm
Trilogy bars, I'll spit in your mouth
Break in your house, on your couch, hit your kid and spouse
Survival shit
Driving a corset made of dynamite sticks on me
Arm me an army jacket with a pistol in it
I'll just pistol you like a bitch you calling me a bitch
lip is busted dripping crimson on the floor honey
You see all fun and games
Until you're falling on my gutted to the core buddy
With a 4x4 to your jaw, assaulting your balls a saw, and some sea salt
Loaded on the other side of a seesaw
With an if you see something say sign hee haw
Guit-ar strings, and a key card with a end
Will make me carve things in ya deep scars never mend
But never Jeannie right
She's harmless calm as condom in a quarters
As Common as Lonnie, or women covered in islamic
Or conflict in
Or in commenting danke

I'm unmitigatedly brilliant, bet
Better go the to beginning Fezig, Finnegan
Put in bid again, bet Grae
Kiss the converse,
I'll windmill bee boy all over your
And I mean breakdance
I'll a hive at boy
And kick him in a windmill and then spin the damn
I'm Pig Pen but swarming with half
Treble clefs, bass clefs, rest as top hat
Delivery legato as fuck and not a libertine who fucks
I say "fuck that"
Tongue in the second letter of
Make it and go whenever necessary
Yes i cuffed that
a big cup of Never
Bit of
If you front the flow i dare whatever ya
I love
Bethenny Frankel, slim chance of that
I'm Dr Gonzo on natural acid trip
My state is bat country
Do I some molly? No ma'am, Al Bundy
Marcy Darcy haircut, attitude
McFly Air mags, pardon the magnitude
I make references to I like
I really don't if it's a hit on site
I'm not
I spit on

Aww man I'm
Is the kid
All night long Richie, Vince Vaughn
And I'll my shit out like Cardiff Giant off a plane
Arcane is an innocuous of the lane
But is more accurate and smarter to claim
manner, not the house, but the same mannerisms
Played out, but without the pain of the parental figures
Orphan rap, endorphin rap, dolphin
Wait...how'd that get in there, aww too
Orphan black, multiple characters, actor Jean
With a St Day theme, drink
An of culpable narratives, in back of me
With a quaint braggish Grae
Blink, and you''ll probably it
But I'm well you listened
And the fans who get it
Whenever well they spread it
If thin as pancetta you do could it damn better
I'm like the anthem and their mascot forget it
Imagine Bambaataa in in 76
With a Cosby on
how hot I am
Then imagine Dorothy Parker in Alaska in 1926 a bar
how hot I am

Many levels of
My pineal gland is on a vacations top
Cut me, I bleed agave. That's
Why would you need to cut me just trust me, a process
I could build your
be your accomplice(laughs)
I couldn't say that with a face I'm way too honest
I'll push you in the Gowanus for
I'll punch you in the button
I'm kinda like Moranis but with Vigo in him (Vigo)
I'm from the of Cry Freedom (Biko)
I probably would have Mc Lovin

Yipee-ki-yay McClane
I die hard
I Dylan
never die at all
I get dye jobs, for up dive bars
And making the old guys lick up the whole stripper
And make 2 sidecars, bars
Side are delicious

So lift a cup or two,
To the motherfucker who these other wanna do