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Uh, was always and quick-witted
But somethin' was always like six digits
seven probably poppa
Little nigga so they picked on him, him
Things changed I hassled back, so
hit the pavement with this grapple rap
Snapple fact: you wack
I am poppin' like a snappin' crack
So high you could see Tallahass, the opposite of cataracts
Matter fact I am Farmer John milkin' tracks
Action packed nipple squeezin', boy than sniffle season
Simple genius, go and spit bits of semen
So when the street is split, act surprised, agree with it
The Gang of Wolves and and Crips
Is deep as Creek and shit
I pray got gills either that or grab some floaties
I know I got skills, why you think I'm boastin'
Braggin' tell these faggots to naggin'
them Wolf Gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Uh, was fucked up as shit with it
But I didn't the line until the bridge hit it, troll
I got you niggas like virgins flirtin' with Uncle Mervin
Fuckin' with no lubricant, go grab the detergent
I preach to demons at church, now I'm the newest sermon
Wearin' nothin' but they blast with the matchin' turban
I through white suburbans in the black Suburban swervin'
Hittin' curbs and blastin' Sermon drunk off English Bourbon
I'm stealin' rapin' nurses I'm a crooked surgeon
And treat the beat like sanitized nazi pussies, I'm a
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 bitches hate to do me like convict community service
This my Zombie Circus, you better get a ticket
Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in bitch

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

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the of the boat
While I fill you up semen from the Wolf Gang team and
Flowin' like the creampie inside of daughter
Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down 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 niggas now it's time to starch the
Drown your in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it
Find a random garage and go to park in it
Find Earl on the burgundy carpet, pull my knife out, sharpen it
him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him
Get the and spark the shit
Hop back in the van and then the bitch
Killed him on his own track, the faggot shouldn't started it