I'm to start a violent spark with a silent thought I disgust you like dialogue from The to The Wired Frog club, shit, I was taught if your CD's on fire You had to put it out like Highland Park, no fire department So you might not hear at all But don't be alarmed if I off Something just right with me, dawg A on a private charter, whose life could be harder? Widely regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm retarded But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self I might just hop in a mosh pit on Mike Tyson and Pac shit Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct I'll around and snort a key and pick a fight with a locksmith Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock Frantic, I'm in a closet Panic cause I'm claustrophobic No, faggot, I mean I can't from movement 'Cause I have no for improvement I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content Bar exam, start of Charles Hamilton Manson and Bronson Animal snarls, cannibal mandibles, lambs to the slaughter Looking scamp as stalking Anthony with his hands in his pockets out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka But that gal has some I bet you they ring a when I come back and I'm conscious What happened, I passed out again Alcohol's me break into vacant's naked a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare Too close to the Poked a in the air mattress and popped it Woke up thereafter, hungover No underwear, grasping a Bayer Aspirin and it Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes made out of And the cross stitching is a mixing Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches Swatch watches and matches with the Parkers But it's like being at a boxing gym With all these trainers, but I don't have any And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted Like paper you write raps on, Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall I'll stand there and that at a wall Until the mannequin doll and the inanimate objects That I'm all shatter and fall 'Cause I the track and I'm starting to get fucking amped I'mma spark plug, I'm like the car with the hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell But I as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped And I'd catch the charge, but I got a hunch like your when it's arching When I attacking your squadron You'll feel like MasterCard when I'm So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you Like Clay Matthews from the Green Bay So get the of Wisconsin nutbag that I'm talking, who am I kidding? You are all gonna do my bidding Don't get dragged to the Neiman Marcus, bags of and all I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass See how mad you act when I drop you off at Saks Ave In a fucking taxi cab to go guy next door is laughable My next gonna have mechanical arms That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser a motion sensor No emotion hence I this sick prick dies hard I got a Johnson It's a Magic Wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me If Ronda Rousey was on the couch with the out Holding a thousand Magnums at once to me laugh in response to how she dances and flaunts it around me Her flat little badonkadonk is bouncing And all I see is Paulie Malign now, she's in a blouse And with mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster, her off a balcony Just so happens she's of algae 'Cause now she's on the concrete Complete lack of Half you assholes strong enough to pick up a spirit Shit, you fags shoplift at a thrift shop But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my is this now Five-finger Been so long I've been killing this shit, it's easy your mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary ("Em") Paul was scared that if I went to the blonde I might relapse, get on some Perhaps I'll some cracker taunts at Action Bronson Macklemore, Mac and Asher Roth And have some and forths And record a response to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse And perform "Fack" in
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