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This shit is tho..

[Asher
In bloody and muddy
Im smashing of bubbly
Run for cover,
thing here b-bout to get ugly
Under a submarine bares the kitchen be
Californication more than David Duchovny
You making my a double please
it with the knuckle cheese
Crocodile Hunter and Buddy Lee Dungarees
Barney Rubble, lover, something Hubble never seen
Floating like a butter wing stinging like a thing
I love it when I hear them scream, eat it a tangerine
Make you feel uneasy like feet up on a trampoline
Dont be so deceiving with your penis eating
My semen is the meanest, undefeated when I plant a
Hatin on me, hatin on me, wait for my
You gon have to wait longer, I wont ever go
Its like they say: you go to Vegas and of it will stay
You in with some herpes, is it worth the price you pay?
You deserve it twerp, on the verge of something great
Til some lames in the game got in the way
Imma have to take it over: James and D
Its the Black Sheep, would you look at David Spade?
Yeah Im here to the day, Caped Crusader, Super 8
If youre squeamish at I suggest you look away
Yeah, beat it, best believe it when 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 to fight the feeling when dealing with hype and fame
Leading the life of caine, Ill him and swipe his chain
Breathing, nice to you
evening, glad you came..

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First of all, ever say a fuckin thing about the homie
Call a favor in and leave your mother very lonely
You a phony doggy, shit
the flow exquis-
Eyes low, I control the whip
No needed to get the table
I in, the chef calls me Chef thats my label
? the oil, basil
like a man in situations, get disabled
A lot of hundreds in the pocket
Know I the rocket, lift you in the air, just like an astronaut is
Lack the passion novice, we play on
Old glow jackets, padded
Been a grown man since the day I was born, you and deformed
You sit at home I get paid to perform
Now we put em on the Greyhound, 85
Better choose wise bitch, you with some scholars
Old Impalas, jumping Rasheed Wallace
joints like a barbecue pit
Im sick, some would say retarded and shit
My mind sharp I eat garlic and shit
Swervin the whip quick, dick..