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I'm Your

I rock a pair of Nikes
And blood drips on my kicks the boxcutter strikes - your flesh
skin is tender, it's shredded like it's in a blender
The red drips your head, in the tint of magenta
left gory, cats that be thugging or bugging
if they bring it towards me, it
Take a walk back, rehearse it, think it over, it
at someone else that will flip on you and stab you for kid
Your idol, your average psycho, I'll you bludgeoned
I pack a rifle listen up cousin I'll leave you stuffed in - a
Cut up like diamonds, shut up I'm rhyming or get
mouth blown off don't get me upset
You walking vaginas, talking miners, you're spineless
Looking for Necro's, looking for you'll find it
So die quick, you need the Heimlich
From sucking my dick, now drop the recital I'm your
I rhyme - fuck it, I kick raps like a slime bucket
I kick back getting blowed by a dime - it
You think whack, while me - my minds
I see my time to bludgeon I take a nine and buck it
You suckers, die slowly, respect me like I'm holy, Godly - the one and
Hardly able to be played, I'm BK
I need blades for he-say, she-say, you should be
If you talk about me you can't relate
I'm a teacher - beat ya - I got a degree in hate
So kill yourself, before else
Kills you - before you get the chance to, you be dealt
The of death, by your own flesh
You want to kill yourself now kid? I won't argue you, you know best
There's no test I haven't
You test me be the past - you'll be a walking cadaver fast
That's what you want, that's you get
wana get cut off? We'll cut off your
I offer instead the chance to your body around in the stands
Now facing me you must to follow my commands
Fuck back packers! You
shout to thugs and cats that pack axes
Death to new jacks, you're gassed you made a track
Your ass, you get and cracked and the blade'll be shoved in your back
Break his face!! Now kid
it, smash it, he asked for it slash it
But I might get caught? So
Do it anyway, bring the everyday
It's like I gota kill somebody, now matter how I try to be good
I can't, you won't let me - now getting deadly
Grab the knife - fuck life
fuck him, you - now tell me what's the price!?
25 to or you living? I'd rather you see dead
Good - your head fucking splitting
Release aggression, a fist
blast a gun, a bat - over somebody's back
I'll never be done ever - how Satan made it
all of us to be filled with hatred
Pain and anger buck off the
Fuck off you piece of shit I'll ya'
You getting cracked in the face brass knuckles on my fist
Fuck you - you're a bitch - I should you in a ditch
So puff a spliff - smoke your to this
Get you open like a clitoris a knife in your tits
Its not it's technical
when someone sadistic you in your ventricles
Mad thought takes place I stab him in the face or in the waist?
You get replaced and
Now face the burners G one hundred bullets enter your
Now you're dead for eternity you can't come
you're stabbed like a thumb tack I'm addicted to gats
Like uncle Howie crack so spark the stem
And I'ma you kids why your carcass is a gem
the bloody my butcher knife lingo
Rips you to pieces unos, dose, tres, quatro, cinqo in your back
Burn you to death charcoal - black ashes attack your soul an axe
Jus' because dead doesn't mean you're really dead
I'd rather you in the afterlife instead
You ain't getting no peace but rest in
Pieces one thousand parts at least the maggots in will feast
You'll be deceased at least three before the pain begins to decrease...

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