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I put a tag on a toe for a bag
of do I'm a psycho mother fucker
wants to put you in a coma you
better be a man you are about to be
a goner bitch I am dangerous I just
bust loads you lick chodes but what
if I pick the glock up I will shoot your whole damn up put up your guard and I will
shoot up the fence I will destroy your self confidence an if a bitch has got a problem I am probably going to shoot them in the face and erase you is not a God damn thing you could say or do so just siphon out my goo
when triggers are flickering it will be something to see bitches are sickening trying to fuck with me so quickly it will be over so wickedly that there will be no forgiven thee honestly man I ran a funeral service many men that are worthless an I feel like I found my purpose I am going harder than a fat bitch on a treadmill I shoot to kill cause I am ill I am a really big deal with an ego ideal so fuck how ya feel I am gripping the steel bitch I got that full magazine for real

All I seen is blood shed
9 to the head 9 more dead man I am really wasted an I got away so clean cause I hit a mother fucker with a full

an now the cops are on the

Waving an
smoking a ton of running
you
like my name was I will be
the
ever did it hit it and quit it I
am really feeling like a villain
hood goes crazy when I pass
hoes there goes that white
masked man driving that
without windows bumping
Tech a Nina up in the arena I be
up off of that Tina snorting that drinking a margarita showing off my
Peter people treating me like I
came in place like I am a basket
case from outer space a disfigured
face boy you to battle then ya better
get ready to wrestle everybody has got problems & nothing special really
fat bitch cops think I'm truly nuts when they're the ones that I see deep throating donuts everybody acts an HOE fuck
the gloves and the mask tell them it was me bitches be asking me why do you got a full magazine bitches are first to die when I get upon the these bitches be sayin'
he's sick in the brain had a lot of cocaine an none of his bullets that fuckin'
guy's

You don't want to look the mind
of a psycho full of & an MO
you're a dyke hoe and I will chop ya
from out of the window I drop ya so
fuck a copper bitch I will pop ya
believe that my full will stop ya
I'll never be caught in the act I murder everybody that is a I'm full packed
stacked an I'm ready the hate is
getting pretty heavy open your cause
I'm deadly like that could've been fireworks could've been a gat I'm a really cold cat I be running like I'm on that skat an I will lay you out flat with a knife or a gun or a bat I know where you're at an you're history you're a bitch to me ya better prepare for permanent injury special from my artillery acting so wickedly getting the job done viciously with a handgun everybody else is on one bullshit I take none I got a full magazine so you better run so your machete you're dead to me already I'm deathly like Jason and Freddy ya better bring the cavalry because a lot of serial killers I envy

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