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shit bitch
yo yo yo yo........

brutal style knife verbel dice
nice splice flesh together like tape
the weathers great, pouring on your cocksuckin head,
your dead
bury corpse nessessary sick, very merry

absorb it, get more sick
like a low goreflick on some carnavore shit
kid ya akward, walk with, bash in the nose
that you wit, dont talk shit

rip the flamer, shove the clip and pull the hammer back, cock it
aim it, now your famous, its writin all over your face, that fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it dont make caress your head god bless the

rip the flamer, the clip and pull the hammer back, cock it back
aim it, now your famous, its all over your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it dont make caress your god bless the dead

da original, skitzophrenic, epedemic, the brain
jewerly and desease, the answer is cancerous, lyrics that'll the master
is me!

cool off in the warm of piss
mad, you die, you bleed, you cry
i laugh, we snicker, we
once your skull, pull the trigger
your missery is history, evil a fat bastard
with elastic tits that stretch Mr. Fantastic
my rhymes are 1,000 times, more putrid, a shit spill potty
next to your body.....in a room of no renewz-it
more then your corpse tied up in the truck, as me and my henchmen
light up the skunk, and around BUDDAH.......Puffin

blood and guts, got no love for
stab anything stairs, i bet nobody cares
i kill and smile, the illest style, a million piles of dead
try to rap the vile, now pass the pills so i can pop you G
the cops are verbal autopsy your spot B

rip the flamer, shove the clip and pull the hammer back, cock it
aim it, now your famous, its all over your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, it dont make.......???

RIP THE FLAMER KID, SHOVE THE CLIP INSIDE
COCK THE HAMMER BACK, AND BLOW YOUR FUCKIN BRAINS OUT BITCH

i can shut you up many ways, beat you dead, use a and a thread
chop up tounge feed it to humans, like meat and bread
chokin whores till there cords burst out of your throat
and blood on the floor, now spookin for.
a spook in your jaw, tie it with wires, put tape on your mouth
ask you questions, after you reply is wired

i got a huge buzz, with a in my hand ready to give your skull a
crew cut, i use drugs, watch wut glue does turns me in to s'cause
like the capal through punks

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