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Big halitosis
scoliosis
Doctor Kill, giving the rap
stamped, signed, sealed, delivered
Distributed out the hood, muthafucka, what's good?
Exciting, unorthodox, biting, to stop fighting
it, now I'm forced to box
You got 22 tattoos, you
You much, touch like 2Pac, dude, that sucks
saliva, out the side of ya face
I ain't to be rude
But dude, you fruit, so I make grace
(Jesus has all the time)
Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme, niggas is foul
it, Sean'll shoot two from the line
Two for the nine, I leave in ya jaw and ya rock
These niggas ain't for war, let 'em know

ain't ready for
In it's realest form in rap, street car racing
Rebellious,
heat start

After that, I seen Caucasians, in the all taping shit up
They could be trying to piece ya back together
You on playing,
Yeah, The Loudmouf Choir, luger lifting your
The word-a-matician, magician,
David Blaine on chain
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops your head
You wearing suits and a towel on head
And soup with the noodles and eggs
Ok, new word, my gangstaforcation and g-dentials
You scared to fire, banging your face ya Jeep window
Get ya shot up, in a residential area
And left, a ocean and
you
This it's the principality, punk
You a point to prove, put the back, you'se a punk
Push shit all the way off, a producer para-loser
Yeah, pussy, you, chump
All yackety yackety, your teeth, where the animals be
You get ass beat, baddily, gradilly, P, Alkatraz
Master
See all kind of red dots on ya face like bad
Nappy piece to be praying for ya
I'm getting my vulture on, preying on ya'll bitches
(Ruck, Rock, Ruck N Roll, get you both on this hydro)
that's how I got my Bronx bitch, she breakdance and
bomb
The pop blocker, while giving me bar bread
you car banger, and she go all way
She gone, go where I say, she know ya'll stay, suckas

Yeah, ya'll niggas to die', blast the sket
And then you realize, ain't no fucking after death'
Smash your chest with a medicine ball
You think you nice, but I'm than ya'll
Listen, Tommy Tee on the beat, Loudmouf is the
Heltah Skeltah on they job, and you fuckas is
The supplier, forget your squad
Nigga, I'm dope the tits on Oz, get your nod off