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I:] Yea, I see 'em too with my sense They prowling while I'm through your housing With the to do you horribly Leave you in 8 sections like fixed your bitch bent over extending my dick's lift Doggystyle literally she make my cock expand yo And you barking up the wrong tree Nothing's three-dimensional, plain of existence The only role the clairvoyant being can see me in My lean, psychiatrics right Like these raps getting By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's Inspirin' rap shit that the get in Or it be acid, constipation No and it might be magic, that's 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 verbals at you before my slapped you Hey, guess I heard If you anti-snitch it can down even the greatest person, that true? I guess so, go ask Joe statue, uh (Crazy nigga!) The looping, I sit in a mental institution screws loose in my temple, sending you simpleton delusions Confusing views with simple distribution The I'm using to abuse you
[Joell Y'all crazy man, I ain't crazy man, tell Swayze man They think I'm nuts like a squirrel baby Patting the ground, burying my ex-girl's new man's left to two stands, yellin' shady fans Starting to rescue range of Anadelle painted tans But that ain't the case man, I'm tryna save fans from the same damn million and 80 grams 3-80 blam bars while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny cause they mummy I mean rap, y'all get the point like E.T. back in the So ease back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, in my reese pack Then an ABC operative robot by the fans who feel ya'll so not that I'll so scream yaowa when your show start Will devour you cowards, firin' rounds from high go karts Till your entire town's in a shower and the soap Fuck! Like the last nut who sucked my pop Cause I'm charming and schlong felt like King Kong's arm and I 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 sittin' on Amityville sayin' Michael you a bitch see See? with thorozine, I can't see Sido, e-mail from scenes, see C dog I see red people like C.C. Sabathia's scum track Maybe it's a bunch of dead people
[Joe Wonder why he different these boys My temperament's annoyed, Freud on Ritalin and Rory don't Look for a reason, all sentiment is Oh and when I'm coy when I enter and destroy Watch the slow mo and took the stand, face blam Raised my left hand, spit on the Bible as I Then the mic screamed it's over for you roaches We can close only thing that make me crazy, they can't figure out a motive See I'm bipolar, you minimalize my strides the track enterprises if I've been inside it My eyes flashes meat My will arise If God put my sins aside I swear I'll start My funeral should like a general died there, let the kennel inside And they'll say he though Me, I'd with that claim though Peep my angle, but some would say he is an Never gave a fuck, druggin' way too in my state of serenity it, How can man be here the same boat Ain't no read Fantasia with the written rainbow Peeing, fleeing, the same It's just 2012, Lou Ferigno, blow Head in a fish Headed to hell, in crisco And walk over your eclipse, 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 childhood couldn't afford an Atari Record the homie, call Ferrari, try to mawl the Paul McCartney You mighta this out awkwardly Not neurotic, perpetual And homeboy that ain't saliva, it's week's Molly residue That I carry is heavy So whoever said that's a hard pill to swallow never met me My new nickname's "Approach Caution" Owe me money, I resurrect if you approach coffin Take my for weakness it would be your last error Wrote my thin between love and hate and mascara Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver don't forget the oil on his tongue, easier to get him pitched Slaughterhouse fuck, you, you ain't get the hint Basement full of insides, freezer of ligaments Let that be a warning if you eager to rich Gut you niggas whole you Febreeze just to rid the Your devoured, work magic a weapon And I'm as as D Howard 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 here for revenge cause to him it's just ventilation Pissed off and annoyed he was goin' in By a virgin menstuating as a nurse continue Truman Show his whole life, the demonstration And that's one way of fuckin' the world, no know what to make of you The six sense is in life form but way more than unbreakable
The game of the super group is being changed right now, my House gang, that's right pops, let me my shit before we go off Alright pops I guess that's shit talking Ya'know I mean Y'all know,