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I, I see people
I, I-I see dead
I, I-I, I see people
I, I, I see people

Da 5'9":]
I see day same sick language
You a game, I'm a game of roulette
Pain and Cobain mixed with Bane
Drenched in purple
And I your prints, cut ya fingers off
Mail 'em to your sons, class
In a Martin glass
attached sayin Billy, call your dad
Signed sincerely, he caught it bad
He clearly could not you
The alcoholic me in a coma you sweep
The you, see murder, my style true
Basquiat, Reebok
Our guns ain't coming out if we not
Yours? Yours is coming out with 2
we shot, woo, we shock
Which one of y'all wanna box the King Cobra?
I'll mop ya sober
I'm not stoppin' they drop me in a box in a mausoleum
"here lies an artist with an audience broader than Joselyn's shoulders"
Hip hop played with the flow, related to
The greatest to go in, Patrone
Maybe record a poem with Oprah and it back for Raven Simone
niggas! (later niggas)
I got a on Queen Latifah cause I had a dream
We gotta fuck on the Monie love
I'm wyling on drugs
just me and my team and an obscene amount of girls
You can eat our dust, we playing ring the world

I you know, that we are
Some (I see dead people)
And plus, we know (I-I-I see people)
we are (I, I-I, I see dead people)
Some crazy (I, I-I see people)

I:]
Yea, I see 'em too my sixth sense
They prowling while I'm browsing through housing
With the authority to do you
Leave you in 8 sections fixed rent
While your bitch bent over extending my dick's
Doggystyle literally when she my cock expand yo
And you barking up the wrong tree
Nothing's three-dimensional, different of existence
The role the clairvoyant human being can see me in
My theatrics lean, right
these raps getting ghost-written
By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's
Inspirin' rap shit that the get in
Or it be acid, constipation
No shit and it might be magic, it!
of magic
All I need is a package of the Magnums and a thick snow bunny to off the illest rabbit in hat trick
I'm verbals at you before my circles slapped you
Hey, what I heard
If you anti-snitch it can bring down even the greatest person, that
I guess so, go ask Joe statue, uh (Crazy nigga!)
The instrumental's looping, I sit in a institution
With loose in my temple, sending you simpleton delusions
Confusing your views with simple
The lyrics I'm to abuse you

[Joell
Y'all man, I ain't crazy man, tell them Swayze man
think I'm nuts like a squirrel baby hands
Patting the ground, burying my ex-girl's new man's left
Next to two stands, shady fans
Starting to rescue range of painted grand tans
But that ain't the man, I'm just tryna save fans from the same damn million and 80 grams
blam bars while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny cause they can't mummy
I mean rap, get the point like E.T. back in the 80's
So ease back when Ortiz rap, the Navy, Air Force, Army in my reese pack
Then an ABC opposition robot
Built by the fans who feel ya'll so not that I'll so scream yaowa your show start
Will devour you cowards, firin' rounds from high go karts
Till your entire in a shower and the soap drops
Fuck! Like the last nut who sucked my pop
Cause I'm charming and felt like King Kong's arm and I pulled twice
Antibiotics, my is sick
Recite The Bible on the toilet my God I'm the shit
Grab my ipod and it
All you hear is the house like sittin' on Amityville couch sayin' Michael you a see
See? Pumping with thorozine, I see
Sido, e-mail horror scenes, see C dog
Thought I see red people C.C. Sabathia's scum track
Maybe a whole bunch of dead people

[Joe
Wonder why he from these boys
My temperament's annoyed, Freud
Belligerent on Ritalin and Rory
Look for a reason, all is void
Oh and pencil when I'm coy I enter and destroy
the tape slow mo and took the stand, face blam
Raised my left hand, on the Bible as I approached
grabbed the mic screamed it's over for you roaches
We can close this only thing make me crazy, they can't figure out a motive
See I'm bipolar, you minimalize my mental
Memorize the track if I've been inside it
My eyes meat tenderized
My will arise
If God put my sins aside I swear I'll genocide
My funeral look like a general died
Dog's there, let the inside
And they'll say he though
Me, I'd with that claim though
my angle, but some would say he is an angel
Never gave a fuck, druggin' way too many in my of serenity
Keep it, How can man be here the boat
Ain't no chokes read Fantasia the written rainbow
Peeing, fleeing, the clothes
It's 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow
Head in a bowl
Headed to hell, in crisco
And walk over your eclipse, me where it is
You have eaten, turned into Al with a phobia of grits
I know dudes that took the fall for they body
Skipped childhood perhaps couldn't an Atari
Record the homie, Ferrari, try to mawl the real Paul McCartney
You mighta thought out awkwardly
Not neurotic, this
And homeboy that ain't saliva, last week's Molly residue
That demon I carry is
So whoever said that's a hard pill to swallow never met me
My new "Approach With Caution"
Owe me money, I resurrect if you that coffin
Take my kindness for weakness it be your last error
Wrote my thin between love and hate and mascara
Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver forget the wrench
More oil on his tongue, to get him pitched
Slaughterhouse fuck, you, you ain't get the hint
Basement full of insides, full of ligaments
Let that be a if you eager to getting rich
Gut you niggas you Febreeze just to rid the stench
devoured, work magic with a weapon
And I'm as indecisive as D Howard you coward
Be certain if you see a guy lurking through your blinds and
It's Durden, and verbal, can't merge and emerge as if it's just artificial insemination
Only for revenge cause to him it's just ventilation
Pissed off and annoyed he was goin' in
By a virgin menstuating as a nurse racing
Truman Show his life, watch the demonstration
And one way of fuckin' the world, no penetration
Don't know to make of you
The six sense is equal in life form but way more unbreakable

The of the super group is being changed right now, my nigga
House gang, that's right pops, let me talk my shit we go off
Alright pops I guess enough shit talking
what I mean
Y'all know,