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Da 5'9":] I see different day same sick You a game, I'm a game of roulette and Kurk Cobain mixed with Bane Drenched in purple And I rearrange prints, cut ya fingers off Mail 'em to your sons, class In a Remy Martin attached sayin Billy, call your dad Signed sincerely, he really it bad He clearly could not you The alcoholic induced me in a you sweep The hostile you, see murder, my true Basquiat, shoe Our guns coming out if we not shooting Yours is coming out with Detox 2 When we shot, woo, we Which one of y'all niggas wanna box the King I'll mop ya sober I'm not stoppin' till they drop me in a box in a Sayin': "here lies an with an audience broader than Joselyn's shoulders" Hip hop played the flow, related to poem The greatest to go in, favor Maybe record a poem with Oprah and played it back for Raven niggas! (later niggas) I got a crush on Queen cause I had a dream We fuck on without the Monie love I'm wyling on drugs It's just me and my and an obscene amount of girls You can eat our dust, we playing ring the world
I you know, that we are crazy (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 with my sixth They prowling while I'm through your housing With the to do you horribly Leave you in 8 like fixed rent While bitch bent over extending my dick's lift Doggystyle literally when she make my cock yo And you barking up the wrong again Nothing's three-dimensional, plain of existence The role the clairvoyant human being can see me in My theatrics lean, psychiatrics Like these getting ghost-written By psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's attic rap shit that the coke get in Or it be acid, constipation No shit and it might be magic, it! Speaking of All I need is a of the Magnums and a thick snow bunny to pull off the illest rabbit in hat trick I'm throwing at you before my circles slapped you Hey, guess what I If you it can bring down even the greatest person, that true? I so, go ask Joe Paterno statue, uh (Crazy nigga!) The looping, I sit in a mental institution With screws loose in my temple, you simpleton delusions Confusing your views with distribution The lyrics I'm to abuse you
[Joell Y'all crazy man, I crazy man, tell them Swayze man They think I'm nuts a squirrel baby hands the ground, burying my ex-girl's new man's left testicle Next to two stands, shady fans Starting to rescue range of Anadelle painted grand But that ain't the case man, I'm just save fans from the same damn million and 80 grams 3-80 blam bars while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny they can't mummy I mean rap, get the point like E.T. back in the 80's So ease back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, Army in my reese an ABC opposition operative robot Built by the fans who feel ya'll so not that I'll so scream when your show start Will devour you cowards, rounds from high power go karts Till entire town's in a shower and the soap drops Fuck! Like the nut who sucked my blow pop Cause I'm and schlong felt like King Kong's arm and I pulled twice Antibiotics, my psychotic is Recite The Bible on the cause my God I'm the shit Grab my and it skips All you hear is the house like on Amityville couch sayin' Michael you a bitch see See? Pumping thorozine, I can't see Sido, e-mail horror scenes, see C dog Thought I see red like C.C. Sabathia's scum track Maybe it's a whole of dead people
[Joe Wonder why he different these boys My temperament's annoyed, Sigmund on Ritalin and Rory don't Look for a reason, all sentiment is Oh and pencil I'm coy when I enter and destroy Watch the tape slow mo and took the stand, face Raised my left hand, on the Bible as I approached Then grabbed the mic it's over for you roaches We can close this thing that make me crazy, they can't figure out a motive See I'm bipolar, you minimalize my strides Memorize the track enterprises if I've inside it My eyes flashes tenderized My will arise If God put my aside I swear I'll start genocide My funeral look like a general died Dog's there, let the inside And say he insane though Me, I'd agree that claim though Peep my angle, but would say he is an angel Never gave a fuck, way too many in my state of serenity Keep it, How can man be here the boat Ain't no chokes Fantasia with the written rainbow Peeing, fleeing, the clothes just 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow Head in a bowl to hell, dipped in crisco And walk over eclipse, show me where it is You eaten, turned into Al Green with a phobia of grits I know dudes never took the fall for they body Skipped perhaps couldn't afford an Atari the homie, call Ferrari, try to mawl the real Paul McCartney You mighta thought out awkwardly Not neurotic, this And that ain't saliva, it's last week's Molly residue demon I carry is heavy 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 approach coffin my kindness for weakness it would be your last error Wrote my thin line love and hate and mascara Give me gasoline, pliers, don't forget the wrench More oil on his tongue, to get him pitched Slaughterhouse fuck, leaves you, you get the hint Basement full of insides, freezer full of Let be a warning if you eager to getting rich Gut you niggas whole you Febreeze just to rid the Your devoured, work magic with a And I'm as indecisive as D Howard you bleed Be if you see a guy lurking through your blinds and curtains It's Tyler Durden, and verbal, can't merge and as if it's just artificial insemination Only for revenge cause to him it's just ventilation off and annoyed he was goin' in incineration By a virgin menstuating as a nurse racing Show his whole life, watch the demonstration And one way of fuckin' the world, no penetration know what to make of you The six sense is equal in form but way more than unbreakable
The game of the super group is being right now, my nigga House gang, that's right pops, let me talk my before we go off Alright pops I guess that's shit talking Ya'know I mean know, right?