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[Mr.
Whats up mothafuckas, Mr. Shadow's back up in bitch
For that triple 6 1 triple 9 the entertainment way
Now this album is dedikated to the sick
But this defines my state of mind

I was born with out a I love violence
I bring the silence when my strap the firen
I hear sirens and see the lights
A major the neighborhood attraction

[Mr.
I was born no heart that a look at all my kharts
Every 51 50 of the guilty
like my records I'm the sniper
Light the torch so I kan blow these bitches up as I the
Flame Jane Mary got's me visualizin
Me and my lady up my hood with gasoline
for your mother kry for your father
Watch man slaughter while I burn your older
One after another kause I give a mad fuck
Mutalate his mut and him eat his doggy nuts
being spilled as I unfold and reveal
Then those who tryest and up stiff a hill
Now feel pokes penetrating inyour artaries
Your eyes are getting watery I like to torture be's
All of fake mothafuckas here in front of me
Ought be lynched and krusified in front of their

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[Mr.
As I'm mashing head bashing all these petty minded
I got 3 tools now which one I use
I have a switch for the bitch made
A gernade for the krusade and a 38 snub I envade
I'm making kritical not even fuckin
Kould stop the from getting physical
I'm to be a kriminal
You better run for your life or be the one
To feel the burnin tefflon your fools be having their on
Your get your with the rest of all these skeletons
Never open doors if you know what room you're enterin
Renderin your limbs fuck konfessin all sins
If you did it don't admit it fuck the it's biz
Is it anger towards the streets that me put one in the chamber
Judges say I'm insane so now you know your life's in danger
Every night I'm on the prowl, huntin for Owl
When I spot him I'ma slap my fuckin name out of his

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[Mr.
As I read the bible kasting shadows on these bastards
Wait, who be the master of when I blast em
It's it that westside 619
Where mothafuckas take and splash it in your eye
Don't kry, tie the rope around neck and shut the fuck up
Alot of say you shit your pants when Shadow walked up
You heard it through the grape vine, my state of
Was at it's peak I shot the kamel fuck the and Iron Sheik
As I speak you're gettin weak, I'm a tweaker on a kome down
While you klaim my hood you get no in Woptown
Now bow down a show down
As a koward you're gettin down
On the mic or on the streets I'm stopin mouth with metal kleets
sheets kover your korpse as the mortican goes to work now
Some how Owl has to feel some fuckin pain now
Show em how done as I inhalen propane
Watch me and my women skrew the insane

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[Mr (Speakin)
51 50 skitsophrantic maniac
Is the doctors and judges labled me
Now sit back get
And peep out the way of the
And that's with a K partner
get that shit straight
And then in the mirror
And ask yourself if you were without a konscience
And if you weren't then bring the drama to your
Trun all into memeroies
Smoke and laugh as you witness
Them take last breath
death arrives when coriner services are needed
Ha Ha Ha Ha I was born without a
Kan you blame me [blame me]