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Jumped out of the 2nd of a record store with a Treacherous Four cassette
and a recorder
in Ecuador Edward Norton

Witness the metamorphosis of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman from the Hessian war and hence the origin of the Horseman

Born the endorphins of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and reservoir of extension cords in dresser drawers, and deadbolts on the bedroom door, and sexual torture kits in a separate storage bin
boyfriend!

Use intercourse to settle scores with women who have vendettas men
Dickhead is forced in 'till shredded foreskin
Reddish torn, and they're 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 make up for in metaphors a cosmetic store

Stegosaurus, Norris with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a of warrants
You want Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on excessive force and points,
and dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four heels to address the court
a bullseye on his back
His whole chest, and torso are left on the doorsteps of Trayvon's dad as a for him!

In my present I'm Desert Storm
Appetite for destruction, no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and remorseful in every morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the 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, an autograph for this asshole cop's daughter
Laughed 'cause I called her a on it, he spat on it, and brought it back lookin' half in shock
Had a heart attack, and dropped
Started fallin' back with it, and got with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock

One ball and half a Apple Watch

Cracked front axle, in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff
Pulled Tabasco sauce out of my
over a fisherman's tackle box and asked if they had a laugh in stock?
That was stupid...

You got it twisted, all 'cause I offered this bitch a doggie biscuit, you call me
Bitch, get to massagin' dick!
spas in this bitch, slob on it with gobs of lipstick
Got a list for you to run some odds and ends with
There's not a on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and slick shit, but I shout at bitches like fuckin' missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
Like I've gone ballistic, with a tip kit
Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one...
I'm

Love to shit
Shovin' Clark Kent's undergarments in the glove compartment of the bucket, Bubba Sparxxx
I'm double parkin' up at Targets, causer, a double crosser,
shadiest mothafucka ever come across
Olympic gymnast, known for "some assaults"
A couple lawsuits, enough to a stomach ulcer
Same damn brain results as Rainman's'es
Something's aweful when Dustin Hoffman's dressin' up in mummy costume
on stage to "Brain Damage,"
What's the problem? wrong, the name brand is back to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of Trump supporters
Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a gray van with a tan
a wrap, like an ACE bandage

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs with the
She wants
Pre-arrange an plan
blade on point, like a See-and-Say

Consider me a man, but you should be afraid of this dang candidate
You say Trump don't kiss ass like a puppet 'cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the button who doesn't to answer to no one?
idea!

If I was "gettin' off" is the first order of business
once I get in
Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
Throw a latex and an AIDS at him!
Tell Congress I run this land, and I want the banned, and make it snappy

to friction and static
Addict who escape the habit
Continue to chase the dragon, but as fate have it,
I walked up in Major Magics 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 Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the throwin' Stayfree pads at me
Dead in the passenger seat
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster
'finna get a murder case and it like you threw it at me encased in plastic

And Dylann Roof through the windshield of the Benz
until he like a pinwheel and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin while his skin's peelin',
and skids he hits a cement pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, knock it the upper peninsula
You wanna go 'zilla, The Rap God?
When will I quit? Never realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens than Prince in a chinchilla or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
killer, avenge syllable binge
Fill a syringe, I...

first blood
Even pop shit on my pop shit, and it's
Couldn't be more awkwarder you're innocence I robbed you of
It's my fingers got stuck up
Taught ya ta, not give a slapstick hockey

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 'cause I'm into objects that are sharp when I shop, and it's not a shock, I'm an obnoxious fucker...
The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would have this much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?

was for 50

Little slap on the wrist, be
I'm quickly
My squabbles, I'm with your time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles like what happened to Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of when I'm fixing my problems
Wish my wasn't having to get these rhymes off 'em
But the fact that I have so rappers against me mind boggles
And why I haven't come on these faggots who diss me is more of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

But my is wearing thin
Swear I been rubbing shit in your face 'til I smear it in
you in every lyric until you fear the pen and never appear again if you actually had fuckin' careers to end

But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer 'em in direction and forget my ideas for them...

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light kush
You're my first take, nail you
lie, I gush
If I won you over, you would be the prize
I'm entranced by looks, come and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in the can like Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small, least three sizes
Tush against your damn side, your puss
and thighs are
What kind of attire's
I'm ready to be
Psychopath, bet you we'll get it like a flat

Light the to ignite the wrath
Got knives to slash and hermaphrodites in half
Piper Chapman might just have to picket me like a

Hard to describe in
Startling, violent, are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that
And you aren't really surprised at that, but as far as lines I rap,
and these bars, wouldn't dial it back if I 69'ed the track

Why am I such a