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Da 5'9":] I see different day same language You a game, I'm a of Russian roulette Pain and Kurk Cobain mixed Bane in purple rain And I rearrange your prints, cut ya off Mail 'em to your sons, kindergarten In a Remy glass attached sayin Billy, call your dad Signed sincerely, he caught it bad He could not doubt you The induced me in a coma you sweep The hostile you, see murder, my true Basquiat, Reebok Our ain't coming out if we not shooting Yours? Yours is coming out with 2 we shot, woo, we shock Which one of y'all niggas wanna box the King I'll mop ya team I'm not stoppin' till they me in a box in a mausoleum Sayin': "here lies an artist an audience broader than Joselyn's shoulders" Hip hop with the flow, related to poem The greatest to go in, Patrone Maybe record a poem with Oprah and played it for Raven Simone niggas! (later niggas) I got a crush on Queen cause I had a dream We gotta on without the Monie love I'm wyling on these It's just me and my team and an amount of girls You can eat our dust, we playing ring the world
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I:] Yea, I see 'em too with my sense They prowling I'm browsing through your housing With the authority to do you Leave you in 8 like fixed rent While bitch bent over extending my dick's lift Doggystyle when she make my cock expand yo And you barking up the wrong again three-dimensional, different plain of existence The role the clairvoyant human being can see me in My theatrics lean, psychiatrics these raps getting ghost-written By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's Inspirin' rap that the coke get in Or it might be acid, No shit and it be magic, that's it! Speaking of All I is a package of the Magnums and a thick snow bunny to pull off the illest rabbit in hat trick I'm verbals at you before my circles slapped you Hey, guess what I If you anti-snitch it can bring down the greatest person, that true? I so, go ask Joe Paterno statue, uh (Crazy nigga!) The instrumental's looping, I sit in a mental With screws loose in my temple, sending you simpleton your views with simple distribution The lyrics I'm using to you
[Joell Y'all crazy man, I crazy man, tell them Swayze man They think I'm like a squirrel baby hands Patting the ground, burying my ex-girl's new man's left to two stands, yellin' shady fans Starting to rescue range of painted grand tans But that ain't the case man, I'm just tryna save fans from the damn million and 80 grams 3-80 blam while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny cause they can't mummy I mean rap, y'all get the point E.T. back in the 80's So back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, Army in my reese pack Then an ABC opposition operative Built by the who feel ya'll so not that I'll so scream yaowa when your show start Will you cowards, firin' rounds from high power go karts Till your entire town's in a shower and the drops Fuck! Like the last nut who my blow pop Cause I'm charming and schlong felt like Kong's arm and I pulled twice Antibiotics, my is sick Recite The on the toilet cause my God I'm the shit my ipod and it skips All you hear is the house like sittin' on Amityville couch sayin' Michael you a see See? with thorozine, I can't see Sido, e-mail horror scenes, see C dog Thought I see red people like C.C. Sabathia's track Maybe it's a whole bunch of dead
[Joe Wonder why he from these boys My temperament's annoyed, Freud Belligerent on Ritalin and Rory Look for a reason, all sentiment is Oh and when I'm coy when I enter and destroy Watch the tape slow mo and took the stand, face my left hand, spit on the Bible as I approached Then grabbed the mic screamed over for you roaches We can close this only thing that make me crazy, they can't figure out a See I'm bipolar, you minimalize my strides Memorize the track enterprises if I've been it My eyes meat tenderized My will arise If God put my sins aside I swear I'll genocide My funeral should look a general died Dog's there, let the inside And they'll say he insane Me, I'd agree that claim though Peep my angle, but some would say he is an Never gave a fuck, druggin' way too many in my state of Keep it, How can man be here the boat Ain't no chokes read Fantasia the written rainbow Peeing, fleeing, the same just 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow Head in a bowl Headed to hell, dipped in And over your eclipse, show me where it is You eaten, turned into Al Green with a phobia of grits I know that never took the fall for they body Skipped childhood couldn't afford an Atari Record the homie, Ferrari, try to mawl the real Paul McCartney You thought this out awkwardly Not neurotic, this And homeboy that ain't saliva, it's last week's residue That I carry is heavy So whoever said that's a hard pill to must never met me My new nickname's "Approach Caution" Owe me money, I resurrect if you that coffin Take my kindness for weakness it would be last error Wrote my thin line between love and hate and Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver don't 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 you Febreeze just to rid the stench Your devoured, work magic with a And I'm as indecisive as D you bleed coward Be certain if you see a guy through your blinds and curtains It's Tyler Durden, and verbal, can't merge and emerge as if just artificial insemination Only here for revenge cause to him it's just off and annoyed he was goin' in incineration By a virgin menstuating as a nurse continue 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 gang, that's right pops, let me talk my shit before we go off Alright pops I guess enough shit talking Ya'know what I Y'all know,