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

Uh, was fucked up as shit with it
But I cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll
I got you nervous like virgins flirtin' with Uncle Mervin
Fuckin' y'all no lubricant, go grab the detergent
I to demons at your church, now I'm the newest sermon
nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban
I drive through white suburbans in the Suburban swervin'
Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off Bourbon
I'm stealin' purses nurses I'm a crooked surgeon
And treat the like sanitized nazi pussies, I'm a German
I'm while I'm masturbatin' and regurgitatin'
From eatin' Miley Cyrus salad pussy platter were servin'
My only purpose is to it cause it has a curve
So hate to do me like it's convict community service
This my Zombie Circus, you better get a fuckin'
Odd Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in this bitch

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

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the of the boat
I fill you up with semen from the Wolf Gang team and
Flowin' like the creampie inside of your
Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a of water
I grab the saw and of her arm and auctioned it
And dip her teeth in gold molds and the shit
Fuckin' awesome spittin' box of trees, got you
Shakin' like it's from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's dick
Ironin' you now it's time to starch the shit
your bitch in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it
Find a random abandoned garage and go to 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 the shit
Hop back in the van and depart the bitch
Killed him on his own track, the shouldn't have started it