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[feat.
1: Danny Brown]
The way these on my cock
You'd swear was and teen wolf just dropped
And my was Michael J Fox
But my name is Danny I got some weed in my sock
So get with ya nigga
Sack I got some dead caterpillars
But it smell like a skunk defensive
These suck my dick like its a moral incentive
Off the chain like broke
Where niggas come thru and shoot u over new chucks
A little dark like wet
Decribes my of mind is inside the tomb of king tut
Murder all the all we see
Detroit 187 on you TV
I can first degree this and walk wit no charges
Kill a underground emcee and famous female pop
And ohh I like it raw
Dick so big stretch on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM because I its chow time
I'm a borderline
A step drinking turpentine
Just to wash a plate of these wack rappers rhymes
I got a in the cosmos
And if these niggas cold then I I'm osmosis
That be blowing on some
That them white boys be
you niggas smoking smelling like some tanning lotion
My concoctions could make world ending
other rap niggas got lines I got encroachments
I got endorsements so muthafucka a
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers til broke spine
back in 09
I told em it was
Now they they cam phones out when I go for mine
Lights action
be snapping
Cause the days of no had to whip with wet napkins
Smear up the know it sound trife
But to be a metaphor my life
[Verse 2:
Buzzin off the bar you with's an amphetamine
it with a 40 oz of Ever Clean
I I never ever smoke the better green
Yo said I'm the swaggiest nigga she ever seen
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched Cool J in I'm Bad
Cost to live, you made enough
Guarantee bullet with a laser touch
European garments drape my body if I hipstered up
If she smile eye contact then the bitch will fuck
Homie gone make me send killers after him
niggas swing swords like Word Fence Champions
You was poppin' pills and drinking
Now you you a gangsta killer
I leave you nigga
down, face down like you taking a plankin picture
But I can keep the shots in the
Put the bat to back of leg
your chin and the back of your head
And twist them in opposite directions