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Uh, was always and quick-witted
But somethin' was always missin' six digits
Lucky probably poppa
Little nigga so they picked on him, him
changed when I hassled back, so
David hit the with this grapple rap
Snapple fact: you rather
While I am poppin' a snappin' crack
So high you could see Tallahass, the opposite of cataracts
Matter I am Farmer John milkin' cattle tracks
Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder sniffle season
genius, go hard and spit bits of semen
So when the street is split, don't act surprised, with it
The Gang of and creeps and Crips
Is as Dawson's Creek and shit
I pray got gills either that or grab some floaties
I know I got skills, why you think I'm boastin'
tell these faggots to stop naggin'
Cause them Gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Uh, was always fucked up as with it
But I didn't cross the line until the hit it, troll
I got you niggas nervous like virgins flirtin' Uncle Mervin
y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent
I to demons at your church, now I'm the newest sermon
Wearin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban
I drive white suburbans in the black Suburban swervin'
Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick drunk off English Bourbon
I'm purses rapin' nurses I'm a crooked surgeon
And the beat like sanitized nazi pussies, I'm a German
I'm squirtin' while I'm and regurgitatin'
From eatin' Miley Cyrus salad pussy platter they servin'
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a
So bitches hate to do me like it's community service
This my Zombie Circus, you better get a fuckin'
Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in bitch

I'm back on my six sick shit
Flowin' the blood out the competition's slit wrists
She lick it up, Dracula, then spit it back, at ya
She mad as fuck, stuck in the back of a black
Fed her acid now the duct tape back at her
Hello Heather feathers now you ain't laughin', huh

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the of the boat
While I fill you up with semen the Wolf Gang team and
Flowin' like the creampie inside of daughter
Oughta eat the bitch with and wash it down with a gallon of water
I the saw and sawed of her arm and auctioned it
And dip her teeth in molds and flossed the shit
Fuckin' spittin' box of trees, got you niggas
Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's
Ironin' you now it's time to starch the shit
Drown your bitch in a tub of cum and a shark in it
Find a abandoned garage and go to park in it
Find Earl lying on the burgundy carpet, my knife out, sharpen it
Stab him, put a on it, pour unleaded gas on him
Get the Zippo and spark the
Hop in the van and then depart the bitch
Killed him on his own track, the faggot shouldn't have it