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Self-loathing
Spittin' out the back window of cars and shit
And acting a klonopin binge-hardening
And switching up the of artists into arsonists

Knock-knock, it's that prodigal pen-throttle,
Popping like the top of a of hot JavaScript
Rhyme harder than nine with
Shin splints an ornery rhinoceros

Order me my waffles and bother me not,
The option of being modest just walked to where my father
how we can holler then spit darker
Than Gotham at six in the genre then lick shots

At imposters and miss nada, pig brawler
Is hotter than lit parliament, send in your army
In the lot of a Target, I'm targeted, piss-harboring
Heart dark as that thick I slip markers in

if you've never been a starter
Spartan kicking jocks and tossing at their Ed Hardy shit
Burning chops, talking shit, rocking 28's on a rocket
So I could a fuck about the car you in, nigga

Drooling chew
Blue overalls, jump when them blues come
Some of you should run from where the shooter's
Out for cheese with a studio, it's like a gudda run, it to us

Shouts to that I flew amongst
Mouth deliver poop, it's mucus from its stupid tongue
male, got the chicken losing in his cruising trunks
Losers get a Kuma Punch, I'm moving like a puma's

And I'm back.. bye