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

I'm unmitigatedly brilliant, bet
Better go back the to Fezig, Finnegan
Put in your bid again, bet
the converse, Leroy
I'll bee boy all over your kinfolk
And I don't breakdance
I'll throw a at boy
And kick him in a windmill and spin the damn spoke
I'm Pig Pen but swarming with notes
Treble clefs, clefs, half rest as top hat
Delivery legato as fuck and not a libertine who liberally
I say "fuck that"
Tongue in the second letter of
it come and go whenever necessary
Yes i cuffed that
a big cup of Never
Bit of
If you front the flow i dare ya test
I love
Bethenny Frankel, slim chance of that
I'm Dr Gonzo on constant acid trip
My natural is bat country
Do I want molly? No ma'am, Al Bundy
Darcy haircut, Daria attitude
Marty McFly Air mags, pardon the
I make references to I like
I really don't care if it's a hit on
I'm not
I spit on

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

Many levels of
My pineal gland is on a top list
Cut me, I agave. That's obnoxious
Why would you to cut me just trust me, it's a process
I build your confidence
be your accomplice(laughs)
I couldn't say that with a straight I'm way too honest
I'll push you in the Gowanus for
I'll punch you in the vomit
I'm kinda Rick Moranis but with Vigo in him (Vigo)
I'm from the of Cry Freedom (Biko)
I would have fucked Mc Lovin

Yipee-ki-yay John
I die hard
I don't
never die at all
I get dye jobs, for sticking up bars
And making the old guys lick up the whole stripper
And 2 sidecars, side bars
Side cars are

So a cup or two, bitches
To the motherfucker who these motherfuckers wanna do