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I'm Idol

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

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