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I'm Idol

I rock a pair of Nikes
And blood drips on my kicks when the boxcutter strikes - flesh
skin 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 they it towards me, reverse it
a walk back, rehearse it, think it over, direct it
at else that will flip on you and stab you for respect kid
Your idol, your psycho, I'll leave you bludgeoned
I pack a rifle listen up I'll leave you stuffed in - a coffin
Cut up like diamonds, up when I'm rhyming or get
Your blown off don't get me upset
You walking vaginas, talking like miners, you're
Looking for Necro's, looking for you'll find it
So die quick, you bitches need the
From sucking my dick, now drop the I'm your idol
When I rhyme - fuck it, I kick raps a slime bucket
I kick back getting blowed by a - suck it
You whack, while me - my minds rugged
I see it's my time to bludgeon I take a nine and it
You suckers, die slowly, respect me like I'm holy, Godly - the one and
Hardly able to be played, I'm BK
I blades for he-say, she-say, you should be afraid
If you talk shit me you can't relate
I'm a teacher - I'll beat ya - I got a in hate
So kill yourself, before somebody
Kills you - before you get the chance to, you should be
The cause of death, by your own
You want to kill yourself now kid? I argue with you, you know best
no test I haven't passed
You test me you'll be the past - you'll be a cadaver fast
That's you want, that's what you get
wana get cut off? We'll cut off head
I offer instead the to turn your body around in the stands
Now me you must learn to follow my commands
Fuck back packers! You
shout outs to and cats that pack axes
Death to new jacks, you're gassed 'cause you a track
ass, you get played 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 get caught? So what?
Do it anyway, the onslaught everyday
It's like I gota somebody, now matter how hard I try to be good
I can't, you won't let me - now start deadly
Grab the buck knife - life
fuck him, fuck you - now me what's the price!?
25 to or you living? I'd rather you see dead
Good riddance - your fucking splitting
aggression, swing a fist
blast a gun, crack a bat - over back
never be done ever - that's how Satan made it
Created all of us to be filled with
and anger buck off the banger
Fuck off you of shit I'll strangle ya'
You getting cracked in the face with brass knuckles on my
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 stabs you in ventricles
Mad thought takes place should I stab him in the or in the waist?
You get replaced and
Now the burners G one hundred 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
uncle Howie does crack so spark the stem
And I'ma you kids why your carcass is a gem
Study the my butcher knife lingo
Rips you to pieces unos, dose, tres, quatro, cinqo holes in your
Burn you to death charcoal - black ashes attack your soul 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 peace but in peace
Pieces one thousand parts at least the maggots in will feast
You'll be deceased at least three times before the begins to decrease...

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