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I'm Your

I a pair of butter Nikes
And blood drips on my kicks when the boxcutter - your flesh
Your is tender, it's shredded like it's in a blender
The red drips from head, in the tint of magenta
You're left gory, cats that be thugging or
if bring it towards me, reverse it
Take a back, rehearse it, think it over, direct it
at someone else that flip on you and stab you for respect kid
Your idol, your psycho, I'll leave you bludgeoned
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 blown off don't get me upset
You vaginas, talking like miners, you're 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 recital I'm your
When I rhyme - fuck it, I kick raps like a slime
I kick back blowed by a dime - suck it
You think whack, me - my minds rugged
I see my time to bludgeon I take a nine and buck it
You suckers, die slowly, respect me I'm holy, Godly - the one and only
able to be played, I'm from BK
I need for he-say, she-say, you should be afraid
If you talk about me you can't relate
I'm a teacher - beat ya - I got a degree in hate
So yourself, before somebody else
Kills you - before you get the chance to, you should be
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 you'll be the past - you'll be a walking fast
That's you want, that's what you get
get cut off? We'll cut off your head
I offer instead the chance to turn your body around in the
Now facing me you must learn to follow my
Fuck packers! You fudge-packers
shout outs to thugs and cats that pack
Death to new jacks, you're gassed 'cause you made a
Your ass, you get and cracked and the blade'll be shoved in your back
his fucking face!! Now kid
bash it, it, he asked for it slash it
But I get caught? So what?
Do it anyway, bring the everyday
It's like I kill somebody, now matter how hard I try to be good
I can't, you let me - now start getting deadly
Grab the buck knife - life
fuck him, fuck you - now tell me the price!?
25 to life or you living? I'd rather you see
Good riddance - head fucking splitting
aggression, swing a fist
blast a gun, crack a bat - over somebody's
never be done ever - that's how Satan made it
Created all of us to be filled hatred
Pain and anger off the banger
Fuck off you piece of I'll strangle ya'
You getting cracked in the face with knuckles on my fist
Fuck you - you're a bitch - I should you in a ditch
So puff a spliff - your shit to this
Get you open like a clitoris shove a in your tits
Its not simplistic it's
when someone stabs you in your ventricles
Mad takes place should I stab him in the face or in the waist?
You get replaced and
Now the burners G one hundred 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 does crack so spark the stem
And I'ma teach you kids why carcass is a gem
Study the bloody my butcher lingo
Rips you to pieces unos, dose, tres, quatro, cinqo holes in back
Burn you to death - black ashes attack your soul with an axe
Jus' because you're dead doesn't mean you're dead
I'd rather you in the afterlife instead
You ain't getting no peace but in peace
Pieces one parts at least the maggots in hell will feast
You'll be deceased at least three before the pain begins to decrease...

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