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...metalface doom...

...operation doomsday...

By the way,
I read up on bad
bag up in fiftys
be up on mad
that heat shop jiffy-pop(pop)
in a
get smoked winston

ho's get ripped off like
(patch)
in real
the real scene
might snatch ya life like machine

dead up like bull-fight
be how we like
couldnt white or in flight
the
me anti-social
on the run off the gun
death commercial
death
is like to the streets
to my
G.M.
MF on the

is chosen like the of war
so keep from steppin on my
or
door
I it to ya'll motherfuckers
yours
my cause-

and gas
the super
cooler a million
i be
still to slice squares like sicilian
dont make me have to hurt them
ill ruin you in the dirt that i be in my dealins
sendin spirits through the
chrome
dome
the comforts of your own home
big
wheelin' and high
I the lye-
it the sty on my eye swollen'...

holdin,
and ?????????,
as massive-versatile,
Id like to monster-isle...

uummm,
yeah...

I saw you in wit dem gas drawls...

To my Subroc-
and black ju I brew for-
two more, men, two up,
I hit the brew up
knoowwss...
how X the feels
when crews a brush with death like between meals
two a day
wit brothers thats tight a noose
wit rhymes in use than doctor seuss
or mother goose
X is da suspicious
who every hearda'
to malicious murda'
a track type
the pipe wishes
?????? may be
minus the baby
any summers eve-
breathe
sixteen i do believe-
and one up the sleeve...
of the O
who predict ya last
i told
hell and gas

glass and plastic
like federal law
fed up from fightin' war
them fantastic four-
(invisible bitch)
versus Doom wit' the metal
I go to state
the ho better settle
the flow is at pace
steady tricycles
beware all suckas is like icicles...
(bag 'em up)
and bitches like nickels
cause I licked 'em where tickle
before I hit the clit though spit till I pronounce
more hits a ounce no doubt
ta bounce,
X the
im out...

and i like to a shoutout,
to the jet-jaguar...
Megalon...
and Ghidra...

I call joint right here...
Gas Drawls...
In wit yours...