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

Knock-knock, it's prodigal pen-throttle, bitch
Popping the top of a bottle of hot JavaScript
Rhyme harder nine joggers with
Shin splints dodging an rhinoceros

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

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

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

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

Shouts to pigeons I flew amongst
Mouth deliver poop, spouting mucus from its stupid tongue
Alpha male, got the chicken losing in his trunks
Losers get a Kuma Punch, I'm moving like a lunch

And I'm back.. bye