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

Da 5'9":]
I see different day same sick
You a game, I'm a game of roulette
Pain and Kurk mixed with Bane
Drenched in rain
And I rearrange your prints, cut ya off
Mail 'em to your sons, class
In a Martin glass
Note attached sayin Billy, your dad
sincerely, he really caught it bad
He clearly could not you
The alcoholic me in a coma you sweep
The hostile you, see murder, my true
Basquiat, shoe
Our guns ain't coming out if we not
Yours? Yours is out with Detox 2
When we shot, woo, we
Which one of y'all niggas wanna box the Cobra?
I'll mop ya team
I'm not stoppin' till they me in a box in a mausoleum
"here lies an artist with an audience broader than Joselyn's shoulders"
Hip hop with the flow, related to poem
The greatest to go in, favor
Maybe record a poem with and played it back for Raven Simone
niggas! (later niggas)
I got a crush on Queen Latifah cause I had a
We gotta fuck on without the Monie
I'm wyling on drugs
It's just me and my team and an amount of girls
You can eat our dust, we playing around the world

I said you know, we are
Some crazy (I see 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
you in 8 sections like fixed rent
While your bitch bent over extending my lift
Doggystyle literally she make my cock expand yo
And you barking up the tree again
Nothing's three-dimensional, different plain of
The only role the human being can see me in
My theatrics lean, psychiatrics
Like these raps ghost-written
By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my attic
rap shit that the coke 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 pull off the illest rabbit in hat
I'm throwing 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 looping, I sit in a mental institution
With screws loose in my temple, sending you simpleton
Confusing your views with distribution
The lyrics I'm to abuse you

[Joell
Y'all man, I ain't crazy man, tell them Swayze man
They I'm nuts like a squirrel baby hands
Patting the ground, my ex-girl's new man's left testicle
Next to two stands, yellin' shady
to rescue range of Anadelle 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 bars while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny cause can't mummy
I mean rap, y'all get the point like E.T. in the 80's
So back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, Army in my reese pack
an ABC opposition operative 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 town's in a shower and the soap drops
Fuck! the last nut who sucked my blow pop
Cause I'm charming and schlong felt like King Kong's arm and I pulled
Antibiotics, my is sick
Recite The Bible on the cause my God I'm the shit
Grab my and it skips
All you hear is the house like sittin' on Amityville couch sayin' you a bitch see
See? Pumping with thorozine, I see
Sido, from horror scenes, see C dog
Thought I see red people like C.C. Sabathia's scum
Maybe it's a whole bunch of people

[Joe
Wonder why he different from these
My temperament's annoyed, Sigmund
Belligerent on Ritalin and don't
Look for a reason, all sentiment is
Oh and pencil when I'm coy I enter and destroy
Watch the tape slow mo and the stand, face blam
Raised my left hand, spit on the as I approached
Then grabbed the mic screamed 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 enterprises if I've been inside it
My eyes meat tenderized
My heart arise
If God put my sins aside I swear start genocide
My should look like a general died
Dog's there, let the kennel
And they'll say he though
Me, I'd agree with claim though
Peep my angle, but some 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 same
no chokes read Fantasia with the written rainbow
Peeing, fleeing, the same
just 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow
Head in a fish
to hell, dipped in crisco
And walk over your eclipse, show me it is
You have eaten, turned into Al Green with a of grits
I know dudes that never took the fall for they
childhood perhaps 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 saliva, it's last week's Molly residue
That demon I carry is
So whoever said that's a hard to swallow must never met me
My new nickname's "Approach Caution"
Owe me money, I resurrect if you approach coffin
Take my kindness for weakness it would be last error
my thin line between love and hate and mascara
Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver forget the wrench
oil on his tongue, easier to get him pitched
Slaughterhouse fuck, leaves you, you get the hint
Basement of insides, freezer full of ligaments
Let be a warning if you eager to getting rich
Gut you whole you Febreeze just to rid the stench
Your devoured, magic with a weapon
And I'm as indecisive as D you bleed coward
Be if you see a guy lurking through your blinds and curtains
It's Tyler Durden, and verbal, can't merge and emerge as if it's 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 whole life, the demonstration
And that's one way of fuckin' the world, no
Don't what to make of you
The six sense is equal in form but way more than unbreakable

The game of the super 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 that's enough shit
Ya'know what I
know, right?