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Let my orange spit
I got a dog named Kubrick, obvious I like his flicks
Filming 'em with chicks, if that's a sin
Let him this white bitch Kim for coke
of a bar until I switched in

Breaking her in new Tims in a robbery
Take a culture of my spit's culture and a colony
'Smell Teen Spirit'? Grab a shotgun and feed us
My LP street, they up Columbine High cheerleaders

Dipping in two that ain't mine
So many sick ass letter combinations I peg
Blew my EC on a PC and grams
DC and PS2 games, grow and plants

Crops done by the the cops come
Car this pregnant Indian for a Datsun
Blaze a building to catch a rap
You wanna talk shit and not get up?
That's a dream

Yeah, you how we comin'
the looters, solicitors, unwanted visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, feeders
Moochers, bleeders, breeders and

Yeah, you how we comin'
the looters, solicitors, unwanted visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, bottom
Moochers, bleeders, and sleepers

Hey yo, I'm just as broke as I had no deal
I'm not too bright, my brain's oatmeal
I to be label mates with Shaquille O'Neal
Now I get my sucked in the Batmobile

I live in Island, with a house of retards
And illegal aliens that green cards
I'm a rap to little weird white kids
That carve shit in their arms like I wanna live

I'm the original, dirty, gangster
Rhymer Perverted rhyme
We old men, you can't trust us
See us finger popping your daughters in the back of buses

Man Hairy baboon
Catch me at the MTV jerkin' off in the bathroom
Cage, Eon, Mi, why try?
Remix shit Put it back out when I die

Yeah, you how we comin'
With the looters, solicitors, visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, bottom
Moochers, bleeders, and sleepers

Yeah, you know how we
With the looters, solicitors, visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, feeders
Moochers, bleeders, breeders and

I'm so depressed, I'm whippets for hours
'Cuz I I'm less popular than what's happening now was
There are women in in my basement
My trophy Morgana's in a glass encased man

Like my Gary Highnick I'm still banging the Thai chicks
Plus, I'm high, bitch, Eon rains, fuck it, E
You a cold that's seen on every weather vane
I got a more perfect than George Clooney
Thinking y'all scary, ain't even Goonies

E eases the scene that's serene
And drops the illest shit any latrine has seen
I have no or right ventricles that's why I laugh
When cops pull out with tentacles, the beast lives among us
And I cause a reaction similar to what seeing mother hung does

Yeah, you know how we
the looters, solicitors, unwanted visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, bottom
Moochers, bleeders, and sleepers

Yeah, you know how we
the looters, solicitors, unwanted visitors
Nickel bag misdemeanors, bottom
Moochers, bleeders, breeders and