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Big halitosis
multiple
Doctor Kill, giving the rap
Postage stamped, signed, sealed,
Distributed through out the hood, muthafucka, good?
Exciting, unorthodox, biting, ought to fighting
Fuck it, now I'm 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 gotta make
(Jesus has all the time)
Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme, ya'll niggas is
Fuck it, shoot two from the line
Two for the nine, I leave lead in ya jaw and ya
These ain't ready for war, let 'em know

ain't ready for
In realest form in rap, this street car racing
Rebellious,
start blazing

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

Yeah, ya'll niggas 'ready to die', the sket
And then you realize, no fucking 'life after death'
Smash your chest with a medicine ball
You you nice, but I'm better than ya'll
Listen, Tee on the beat, Loudmouf is the Choir
Heltah Skeltah on job, and you fuckas is fired
The fire supplier, your squad
Nigga, I'm like the tits on Oz, get your nod off