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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 sick language
You a game, I'm a of Russian roulette
Pain and Cobain mixed with Bane
in purple rain
And I rearrange your prints, cut ya off
Mail 'em to your sons, kindergarten
In a Remy glass
Note attached sayin Billy, call dad
Signed sincerely, he really it bad
He clearly not doubt you
The alcoholic 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
When we shot, woo, we
Which one of y'all niggas box the King Cobra?
I'll mop ya team
I'm not stoppin' till they me in a box in a mausoleum
Sayin': "here lies an artist with an audience broader than shoulders"
Hip hop played with the flow, to poem
The greatest to go in, Patrone
Maybe record a poem Oprah and played it back for Raven Simone
niggas! (later niggas)
I got a on Queen Latifah cause I had a dream
We fuck on without 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 around the world

I said you know, we are
Some crazy (I see people)
And plus, we (I-I-I see dead 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 browsing your housing
the authority to do you horribly
Leave you in 8 sections like rent
While your bitch bent over extending my lift
Doggystyle literally when she my cock expand yo
And you up the wrong tree again
Nothing's three-dimensional, different of existence
The role the clairvoyant human being can see me in
My theatrics lean, psychiatrics
Like these raps getting
By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's
rap shit that the coke get in
Or it might be acid,
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 rabbit in hat trick
I'm throwing at you before my circles slapped you
Hey, guess I heard
If you anti-snitch it can bring down even the greatest person, true?
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 views with simple distribution
The lyrics I'm to abuse you

[Joell
Y'all man, I ain't crazy man, tell them Swayze man
They think I'm nuts like a squirrel baby
Patting the ground, burying my ex-girl's new left testicle
Next to two stands, yellin' fans
Starting to range of Anadelle painted grand tans
But that ain't the case man, I'm just tryna save from the same 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 like E.T. back in the 80's
So ease back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, 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 when show start
Will devour you cowards, firin' rounds from high go karts
your entire town's in a shower and the soap drops
Fuck! the last nut who sucked my blow pop
Cause I'm charming and schlong like King Kong's arm and I pulled twice
Antibiotics, my is sick
Recite The on the toilet cause my God I'm the shit
Grab my and it skips
All you is the house like sittin' 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 people C.C. Sabathia's scum track
Maybe a whole bunch of dead people

[Joe
Wonder why he different from boys
My temperament's annoyed, Sigmund
Belligerent on and Rory don't
Look for a reason, all is void
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, spit on the as I approached
Then grabbed the mic it's over for you roaches
We can close this only thing that make me crazy, they can't out a motive
See I'm bipolar, you my mental strides
Memorize the track enterprises if I've been it
My eyes flashes tenderized
My heart will
If God put my sins I swear I'll start genocide
My funeral look like a general died
Dog's there, let the inside
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, way too many in my state of serenity
Keep it, How can man be the same boat
Ain't no chokes read with the written rainbow
Peeing, fleeing, the clothes
just 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow
Head in a bowl
Headed to hell, in crisco
And over your eclipse, show me where it is
You have eaten, turned into Al Green with a phobia of
I know dudes that took the fall for they body
Skipped childhood perhaps couldn't afford an
Record the homie, call Ferrari, try to mawl the real McCartney
You mighta thought out awkwardly
Not neurotic, this
And homeboy that ain't saliva, it's week's Molly residue
That demon I carry is
So whoever said a hard pill to swallow must never met me
My new nickname's "Approach Caution"
Owe me money, I resurrect if you that coffin
Take my kindness for it would be your last error
Wrote my thin line between love and hate and
Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver forget the wrench
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 be a warning if you eager to getting rich
Gut you niggas whole you Febreeze just to rid the
Your devoured, work 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 as if it's just artificial insemination
Only here for revenge cause to him just ventilation
Pissed off and annoyed he was in incineration
By a menstuating as a nurse continue racing
Truman Show his whole life, the demonstration
And that's one way of the world, no penetration
know what to make of you
The six sense is equal in life form but way more unbreakable

The game of the group is being changed right now, my nigga
House gang, that's right pops, let me talk my shit we go off
pops I guess that's enough shit talking
Ya'know what I
know, right?