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Nah man
Not quite yet

I think,
You just tried to pull a muh'fucking fast one, I'm mad
You just hurt my feeling, and that was the last one I had
Does this look an arcade? Tryna play games?
See this saw blade? See the of a stalker
in your Better co-operate
Or get saute'd and rotisseried while hog-tied
MC's get so you can hear a muh'fucking dog whistle while I walk by
Seavers' on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fucking Fall Guy
I don't gas my Mercedes at the mit, man I treat it like a
Cuz it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, and men
Vrinn-vrinn! so big you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch, give me them digits while cringin'
Not by the hair of my chin chin
While I spin spin even ten cents on you, when
Do you it's gonna cost me a pretty penny?
Shiit, if I think a pretty
just imagine how a quarter is to me
Eenie meenie miney mo, Catch an by his toe
While he's to roll a snowball but,
Don't make him his cool
If he hollers let him go ya'll

Now we go go goooooo

Get up! Baby get a move on, a U-Haul
You can rack your brain like pool
You will never think of shit
Yeah, honey you
Well here I come, Havoc on the beat, I it
Evil I see, and speak it
Lady put your money on
Fuck that other shit
Put your in the same basket
You can count every muh'fucking fore' it hatches
Cuz, you can bet your ass that we gone get it
Like a Kraken and Titans when clashin'
Get your brains in so bad
You gone have Kurt Kobain
To a bloodstained napkin
I'm fashionable and as rational
as a rash on a fag's
Now let's take that line, run it up the flag pole with
See if he's cool it
Don't stand there and look stupid at me
I ain't in the mood for shit
Get my kit, it till it pops up
are so motherfucking full of shit that you're stopped up
Me I'm always diarrhea of the mouth
Till your crap out [fart] "Ohp, What?"
you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette "Chik-Chigarette"
But you won't get a hot Sundae from me
So do not my way, slut! Because..

we go go goooooo

And now I got your panties in a bunch
and your bowels in an
Im'ma you why I kang xi
asking me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut, cunt, know you want more,
bitches tell I put the Mat back Mathers
Cuz I'm a problem, Run boy!
flow got it mastered
So last word that you fucking fags heard
comes straight from the ass, Yeah
In words I'm a Bass turd!
at me like I killed Kenny
Gassing the tank near plenty
No morals are in me
So I really don't feel any
Eat your out, Hannibal
Understandable why you're jealous, animal
I got cannibal magnetism, cant him now, can ya hoe?
Shady, I don't your flow.
Understand my
Bitch I like Troy Palumalu's hair, boy.
you dare try to follow or compare, boy.
I'm raw, you ain't medium rare
the fuck outta my hair, boy!
You can look, you can and point
But you can't touch since you're boy.
I don't get it man, is there a
All this weak shit, am I steroids?
Well I'm back with some shit for that ass
and your trunk, hemorrhoids

And remember
Here we go go

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you enjoyed the show
Till next

Peace!