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

Knock-knock, that prodigal pen-throttle, bitch
Popping like the top of a of hot JavaScript
Rhyme harder than joggers with
Shin splints dodging an ornery

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

At imposters and nada, Volatile pig brawler
Is hotter lit parliament, send in your fucking army
In the parking lot of a Target, I'm targeted,
Heart dark as that thick parka I slip in

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

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

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

And I'm back.. bye