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[Gun shots followed by

Pow-pow! off the corral
Now, the street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs and six
Body bullet polluter, perverted
Now who the, wanna buck with the diseased, that's dis-eased
I got a bitch named trigger, my will make your brain

Dirty D is like cane

Remained eased, maintain status with no pause
Hot to your carriages, turn your dome to coleslaw
My only thought is before my arrival
I'm jumping out on like I'm 5-0
Smack 'em up a pack of trifling fly hoes
Any to mangle I never pass up
Fucking your clique with sticks - face down, ass up
Dirty packing the shit to turn your chest red
With our in ya mouth, fucking everything you just said

Yeah yeah bitch, coming to a block near you is Dozen
Nasty like a stank, slut with 30 husbands
I was 5 I was already fuckin'
And playing X-rated in Teddy Ruxpin
I used to walk up and down the block
Locked in youth homes at 6 with glocks
I grew up with not ballers, who got
callers with guns and Rotwillers

By any means I'm on a killing spree
It's the devil in me, intoxicated with brown
Beware life ain't and I don't care
Cher braids my hair her kids are in day-care
Two and I'm out for lunch
whore said I'm here "Sugar pie, honey bunch"
This kid, that ain't the answer
You're more than an anorexic cat with fucking cancer

Here's your to advance
Get in your stance I'll the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's your chance to
Get in your stance shot the holster off your cowboy pants
Here's chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your pants
Here's your to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the off your cowboy pants

Back from the studio boy, I don't mingle
Smoking LSD, on Lou Roths new single
Who's the big guy quick like Sugar Ray
Fuck bitch, Bizarre might take you away
Give up the cause I know you a freak
?? in a week, cause my got to eat
Date raping anorexic girls in my car
(Hold up Bizarre, you taking shit too far!!!)
but I stop cause my brains ain't there

Bust a nut then drop bitch in Lake St. Clair
Your mistakes ain't rare, rap style annoys
You rap like a bitch plus I can't stand voice
Bitch you suck, you as fuck, eat a dick
You need a brick upside your dome, we be the
you down in carloads
Leaving you smashed down on tar roads, flat line barcodes

Put up guard hoes, I'm blazing heat the way we speak
Not even Nike could these amazing feats
rappers eternally, internally and externally
For half stepping like one-legged
McGraw, AKA Eye-Kyu
Putting something inside you, leaving holes that I see right
For obstructing my view, my art of attack
Is slugs through your chest, that'll your heart out your back
sure you get fed, with a whole lot of led
And throw you over the Ambassador and scream "Drop Dead!"

Largely, I'm out to stack equations, a tax-evasion
Make say "That's amazing," all the same like black and Asian
My pack evasion, a stage and you blush like a Cadillac,
I wish your fleet would try to rap,
Or make a man bleed, like a cattle stampede
Front and co-sign my hands
Think to Recognize like Sam
My ?? dispose ya, froze ya, classic closure
The out to blast ya
My runs shit, from from the D E side, down to last ya
Past the, norm, my swarm, molest the children of the corn
Dirty D infinity, now bring it on

Here's your to advance
Get in your I'll shot the holster off your cowboy pants
your chance to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your pants
Here's your to advance
Get in your stance I'll shot the holster off your pants
Here's your chance to
Get in your stance I'll shot the off your cowboy pants