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This is jammin tho..

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In bloody and muddy
Im smashing of bubbly
Run for cover,
This thing b-bout to get ugly
Under a submarine bares the kitchen be
Californication agin more David Duchovny
You making my Jack a please
Serve it with the cheese
Crocodile and some Buddy Lee Dungarees
Barney Rubble, lover, something Hubble never seen
like a butter wing stinging like a bumble thing
I love it when I hear them scream, eat it like a
Make you feel uneasy like your feet up on a
be so deceiving with your penis eating fantasy
My semen is the meanest, undefeated when I plant a
Hatin on me, hatin on me, for my decay
You gon have to longer, I wont ever go away
Its like they say: you go to Vegas and of it will stay
You in dirty some herpes, is it worth the price you pay?
You deserve it little twerp, on the of something great
Til some overrated lames in the got in the way
Imma have to it over: James and D Wade
Its neither the Black Sheep, would you look at David
Im here to save the day, Caped Crusader, Super 8
If youre squeamish at proceeding I you look away
Yeah, beat it, best it when arena takes the stage
You a lighter when I feed em a liter of Tanqueray
a type of pain, 18 is the riper stage
It aint easy to the feeling when dealing with hype and fame
Leading the life of caine, Ill leave him and his chain
Breathing, to meet you
evening, glad you came..

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of all, dont ever say a fuckin thing about the homie
Call a favor in and leave your mother very lonely
You a phony doggy, holy
the flow exquis-
Eyes low, one-handed I the whip
No reservations to get the table
I walk in, the chef me Chef thats my label
? the oil, basil
like a man in situations, get disabled
A lot of hundreds in the jacket
Know I blast the rocket, lift you in the air, just like an is
Lack the passion novice, we on All-Madden
Old jackets, Navajo padded
Been a grown man since the day I was born, you strange and
You sit at home while I get paid to
Now we put em on the Greyhound, 85
Better choose wise bitch, you fuckin with scholars
Old Impalas, jumping like Wallace
Smoking joints like a pit
Im honestly sick, some would say retarded and
My mind sharp I eat garlic and shit
Swervin the whip quick, dick..