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[Verse 1: Lector]

I was wit a marvelous mind but no heart inside
So and die, I'm the hardest alive
Get picked apart, ripped out karl kanis
I dot my Ts, my I's
Skills like this boy? boy that's hard to find
Send ya carcass
Fuck a 9-5, I'm a cunt under 5 foot 9
Bouta up when the stars align
Dec 21st sure? I'm tellin you words
My worst work leave you in the dirt, twerp, ya heard it first
Word to fucking Big Bird, Ernie 'n Bert I'll murder a verse
And you next to it, don't take it personal, jerk
My like a word search, but... still ain't spellin money
why I call my two fist hand guns, get it dummy?
This is a stick up, what I it funny?
Empty your pockets or become a hostage I'll kill
I im nutty, yeah buddy
I'm Ted Bundy
The Lector
But you can me Danimal, yes sir

[Hook:

shoulda known better than to fuck with Fade and Danimal
Cause we some animals eat you like a cannibal
these whack rappers, we cut they face off
And then we dispose of their bodies with a

[Verse 2:

It's and D. Lec
Mothafuckas that we next
Better some respect
Or we'll be liftin' you by your v (bitch)
And I ain't even gotta say (what?)
We the fuckin'
That's why your got us under get her wet on her iTunes playlist
Remain nameless,
You can gon' and meet the
I'll your composition book, turn it sideways and shove it up your anus
I'm locked up in a cage, and I'm wearin shades Johnny Cage
You wanna to me? Cool, I'm Diablo and this is primal rage
You're gonna some cheat codes
Killin' y'all is easy free throws
I take cheesy rappers and eat em' like Doritos
Lookin' the peep hole
And I see D. takin bites out of another
Better hide your wifes, better hide children
Rapper killers mane, name somebody was born iller
And you don't have to call me Mickey but im a Natural Born
Kidnappin' rappers just to torture em, fuck a ransom
And I'll have my cronies murder them bitches, Charles Manson

Fade]
Y'all shoulda known better than to fuck with and Danimal
Cause we some animals that'll eat you a cannibal
Fuck these rappers, we cut they face off
And then we dispose of their with a chainsaw

[Verse 3:
I ain't finished, mothafucka, you thought this was over?
Talkin' shit to a cracker like you musta' thought I was
I'm
break your face off right after I chug a king cobra
Down, forward,
Then it's
This the up motherfucker
you thought it was?
Weed, mushrooms, promethazine, you run all them drugs
Serial killer dawg and I ain't talkin' no lucky charms
I'll your hand , rip it by your shoulders and then I'll beat you with your arms
Right to bear arms so I'm wearing a wife beater
Mane fighting us ain't fair, but shit nethers life either
Early morning stoned pimp I wake up and I'm eatin'
Type of motherfucker that'll have Miley Cryus flippin'
And Megan Fox out on the corner turnin tricks with Talyor
50 bones if you want to hit and 25 if you want her to suck your
Mane this Pimpin ain't but yo, this rappin' is
So take my when I tell you this, put the mic down and quit rappin' bitch