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

Uh, was always up as shit with it
But I didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it,
I got you niggas nervous like flirtin' with Uncle Mervin
y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent
I preach to 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 black swervin'
Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off Bourbon
I'm stealin' purses rapin' 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 pussy platter they were servin'
My only purpose is to it cause it has a curve
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict service
This my Circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket
Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're Twilight in this bitch

I'm back on my sixty six shit
Flowin' like the blood out the competition's slit
She lick it up, Dracula, spit it back, back at ya
She mad as fuck, stuck in the back of a black
Fed her acid now the duct quacks back at her
Hello Heather yellow feathers now you laughin', huh

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the
While I fill you up with from the Wolf Gang team and
Flowin' like the creampie inside of daughter
Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of
I the saw and sawed of her arm and auctioned it
And dip her teeth in gold molds and the shit
Fuckin' awesome box of trees, got you niggas
Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the of Kelly Clarkson's dick
you niggas 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 the shit
Hop back in the van and then depart the
him on his own track, the faggot shouldn't have started it