Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store with a Four cassette and a recorder in Ecuador with Norton
Witness the of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman from the Hessian war and hence the origin of the Headless Horseman
Born with the endorphins of a orphan Endless source and reservoir of extension cords in dresser drawers, and deadbolts on the bedroom door, and torture kits kept in a separate storage bin boyfriend!
Use intercourse to settle with women who have vendettas towards men Dickhead is forced in 'till there's foreskin torn, and they're only bein' fed a portion Bed sores, and sore shins, pregnant can get abortions Fetish for stickin' forks in, self-absorption Skeletor, I went to Hell and fell a A predator, I'm headed for warn 'em, what I lack in tact and a set of morals I up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus, Chuck Norris with a Yes, of course, a mess of You want some? and get some, boys! I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on excessive and pressure points, and dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange and four inch heels to address the court with a on his back His whole chest, and torso are left on the of Trayvon's dad as a present for him!
In my present form I'm Storm Appetite for destruction, there's no for Aggressive, forceful, and less in every morsel Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous! The rebel with horns just fell off the yellow short bus
Met a said, "When you wanna get sexual?" She said, "However I fit in schedule. I'm flexible."
Expired on the Saturn... Got Catherine Bach in the back in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on at a traffic stop gettin' harassed, signed an autograph for this cop's daughter Laughed 'cause I called her a brat on it, he spat on it, and brought it back lookin' in shock Had a attack, and dropped dead Started fallin' back with it, and got slapped with a Kaepernick practice sock
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Cracked front axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop David Hasselhoff Tabasco sauce out of my satchel Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and asked if they had a in stock? That was stupid...
You got it twisted, all 'cause I offered this bitch a biscuit, you call me misogynistic? Bitch, get to this dick! Like spas in this bitch, slob on it gobs of lipstick Got a shoppin' for you to run some odds and ends with There's not a bitch on this I can be monogamous with She's
Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and slick shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches like fuckin' launchers Misfit, blond, and Like I've gone ballistic, a frostin' tip kit Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one... I'm
to start shit Shovin' Clark undergarments in the glove compartment of the bucket, bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx I'm double parkin' up at Targets, trouble causer, a crosser, mothafucka you'll ever come across Olympic gymnast, known for "some assaults" A couple lawsuits, enough to a stomach ulcer Same damn brain scan results as Something's when Dustin Hoffman's dressin' up in your mummy costume on dancin' to "Brain Damage," the problem? Nothing's wrong, the name brand is back to reclaim status
Run the faucet, dunk a bunch of Trump supporters underwater up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a gray van with a spray tan It's a wrap, like an ACE
persona, to my last DNA strand E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs with the She kielbasa Pre-arrange an escape Three-inch blade on point, a See-and-Say
Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be afraid of this dang You say Trump don't kiss ass a puppet 'cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin' And that's what you wanted, a loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the button who doesn't have to answer to no one? idea!
If I was president "gettin' off" is the first order of once I get in Second thing that'll make me walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!" Throw a and an AIDS test at him! Tell Congress I run this land, and I want the banned, and make it snappy
Addiction to and static Addict who escape the habit Continue to chase the dragon, but as fate would it, I up in Major Magics dressed as the maintenance man in a laser tag vest and a racin' jacket with a gauge to blast it, and sped away in the station wagon Stacey Dash's and Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' Stayfree pads at me Dead in the passenger seat Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires 'finna get a murder and catch it like you threw it at me encased in plastic
And send Dylann Roof through the of the Benz until he like a pinwheel and begins feelin' like a windmiller a thin build while his skin's peelin', and 'til he hits a cement pillar Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, knock it the upper peninsula You go against 'zilla, The Rap God? When will I Never been realer The in-stiller of fear, not even a of doubt whose pens iller than Prince in a chinchilla or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller Revenge killer, syllable binge Fill a syringe, I...
first blood Even pop shit on my pop shit, and popular Couldn't be more awkwarder cause you're I robbed you of It's my that got stuck up Taught ya ta, not give a slapstick puck
The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's lopped off of ya, but I'm not gonna get the shotgun or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox I'm into objects that are sharp when I shop, and it's not a shock, I'm such an obnoxious fucker... The Rock Hudson of rock who would have thought this much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?
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Little slap on the wrist, be I'm unravelin' My squabbles, I'm grappling with time traveling with me Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse history, with a flask of the whiskey Tip it back then I'm twisting wine like what happened to Chris Reeve's spine column That's the plan of when I'm fixing my problems Wish my chest wasn't having to get these off 'em But the fact that I have so many rappers me mind boggles And why I haven't back on these faggots who diss me is more of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!
But my patience is wearing Swear I been contemplatin' shit in your face 'til I smear it in Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen and appear again if you actually had fuckin' careers to end
But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer 'em in that direction and forget my for them...
Molly, I'm off you Man, some kush You're my first take, I'll you Can't lie, I If I won you over, you would be the grand I'm entranced by your looks, and give the Shady franchise a push You can get it in the can some Anheuser Busch Jeans too small, least three pant Tush mushed against your side, your puss and are squished What kind of that? I'm ready to be Psychopath, bet you get it poppin' like a flat
Light the match to ignite the Got knives to slash and hermaphrodites in half Piper Chapman might just have to picket me a scab
Hard to in fact Startling, violent, are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that And you aren't surprised at that, but as far as these lines I rap, and these bars, wouldn't it back if I star 69'ed the track
Why am I such a