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Ready the cops ready the riot gear, the bombs
Ready the cars fuck it ready the tank hit the
Trilogy infinity bars, I'll spit in your
Break in your house, shit on your couch, hit your kid and
Survival shit
Driving with a corset of dynamite sticks on me
Arm me an army jacket with a pistol in it
I'll just pistol whip you like a you calling me a bitch
Your lip is busted dripping crimson on the honey
You see all fun and games
Until you're falling on my sword gutted to the buddy
With a 4x4 to your jaw, your balls with a saw, and some sea salt
Loaded cannon on the other side of a
With an if you see something say sign hee haw
Guit-ar strings, and a key with a sharpened end
Will make me carve things in ya deep scars that never
But never mind Jeannie
harmless calm as condom in a convents quarters
As Common as Lonnie, or women in islamic countries
Or in congress
Or in Copenhagen danke

I'm brilliant, bet again
Better go back the to beginning Fezig,
Put in your bid again, bet
the converse, Leroy
I'll windmill bee boy all over your
And I don't breakdance
throw a hive at boy
And him in a windmill and then spin the damn spoke
I'm Pig Pen but with half notes
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 of vocabulary
Make it come and go necessary
Yes nigga i that
Drink a big cup of
Bit of
If you front the flow i dare ya test
I that
Bethenny Frankel, slim chance of that
I'm Dr on constant natural acid trip
My natural state is bat
Do I want some molly? No ma'am, Al
Darcy haircut, Daria attitude
Marty McFly Air mags, pardon the
I references to shit I like
I really care if it's a hit on site
I'm not
I on mikes

Aww man I'm
Is the kid
All night long Lionel Richie, Vaughn
And stretch my shit out like Cardiff Giant off a plane
Arcane is an innocuous descriptive of the
But Arkham is more accurate and to claim
Wayne manner, not the house, but the same
out, but without the pain of the slain parental figures
Orphan rap, endorphin rap, rape
Wait...how'd that get in there, aww too
Orphan black, multiple characters, actor Jean
a St Patricks Day theme, drink
An of culpable narratives, in back of me
With a braggish Grae lean
Blink, and probably miss it
But I'm glad you listened
And that the who get it
Whenever damn well spread it
If it's thin as pancetta you do it damn better
I'm like the Whoville anthem and their forget it
Imagine Bambaataa in in 76
With a sweater on
how hot I am
Then imagine Parker 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 bleed agave. obnoxious
Why would you need to cut me just trust me, it's a
I could build confidence
Also be accomplice(laughs)
I couldn't say that a straight face I'm way too honest
push you in the Gowanus for nothing
I'll punch you in the vomit
I'm kinda like Rick but with Vigo in him (Vigo)
I'm the land of Cry Freedom (Biko)
I probably would have fucked Mc

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

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