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I'm Idol

I a pair of butter Nikes
And drips on my kicks when 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
You're left gory, cats be thugging or bugging
if they bring it me, reverse it
Take a walk back, it, think it over, direct it
at someone that will flip on you and stab you for respect kid
Your idol, average psycho, I'll leave you bludgeoned
I a rifle listen up cousin I'll leave you stuffed in - a coffin
Cut up like diamonds, up when I'm rhyming or get
Your mouth blown off don't get me
You walking vaginas, talking like miners, spineless
Looking for Necro's, looking for you'll find it
So die quick, you bitches need the
From sucking my dick, now drop the recital I'm your
When I rhyme - fuck it, I kick raps a slime bucket
I kick back getting by a dime - suck it
You whack, while me - my minds rugged
I see it's my time to bludgeon I a nine and buck it
You suckers, die slowly, respect me I'm holy, Godly - the one and only
Hardly to be played, I'm from BK
I need blades for he-say, she-say, you should be
If you talk shit me you can't relate
I'm a teacher - I'll ya - I got a degree in hate
So kill yourself, before else
you - before you get the chance to, you should be dealt
The cause of death, by own flesh
You want to kill yourself now kid? I won't argue you, you know best
no test I haven't passed
You test me you'll be the - you'll be a walking cadaver fast
That's you want, that's what you get
get cut off? We'll cut off your head
I instead the chance to turn your body around in the stands
Now facing me you must learn to follow my
Fuck packers! You fudge-packers
shout outs to and cats that pack axes
Death to new jacks, you're 'cause you made a track
Your ass, you get played and cracked and the blade'll be in your back
his fucking face!! Now kid
bash it, it, he asked for it slash it
But I might get So what?
Do it anyway, bring the onslaught
It's like I gota kill somebody, now how hard I try to be good
I can't, you won't let me - now start getting
Grab the buck knife - fuck
fuck him, you - now tell me what's the price!?
25 to or you living? I'd rather you see dead
riddance - your head fucking splitting
Release aggression, swing a
blast a gun, a bat - over somebody's back
I'll never be done ever - how Satan made it
Created all of us to be with hatred
and anger buck off the banger
Fuck off you of shit I'll strangle ya'
You getting cracked in the face brass knuckles on my fist
Fuck you - a bitch - I should stuff you in a ditch
So a spliff - smoke your shit to this
Get you open like a clitoris shove a knife in tits
Its not simplistic technical
when someone sadistic stabs you in your
Mad thought takes place should I stab him in the face or in the
You get and erased
Now face the burners G one bullets enter your body
Now dead for eternity you can't come back
When you're stabbed like a thumb tack I'm to gats
Like uncle Howie does so spark the stem
And I'ma teach you kids why your is a gem
Study the my butcher knife lingo
Rips you to pieces unos, dose, tres, quatro, cinqo holes in your
you to death charcoal - black ashes attack your soul with an axe
Jus' you're dead doesn't mean you're really dead
I'd rather kill you in the afterlife
You ain't getting no but rest in peace
Pieces one thousand parts at least the maggots in will feast
You'll be deceased at least three times the pain begins to decrease...

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