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[Verse 1: Danimal

I was born wit a marvelous mind but no inside
So start and die, I'm the hardest
Get apart, ripped out your karl kanis
I dot my Ts, my I's
Skills like this boy? Shit boy that's to find
Send ya flyin
Fuck a 9-5, I'm a cunt hair under 5 9
Bouta blow up 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, tell Ernie 'n Bert I'll murder a
And you next to it, don't take it personal, jerk
My flows like a word search, but... still spellin money
That's why I call my two fist guns, get it dummy?
This is a up, what I said it funny?
your pockets or become a hostage I'll kill everybody
I guess im nutty, buddy
I'm 2012's Ted
The names
But you can me Danimal, yes sir

[Hook:

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

[Verse 2:

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

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

[Verse 3:
I ain't finished, mothafucka, what you thought this was
Talkin' shit to a cracker like you thought I was sober
I'm
break your face off right after I chug a king cobra
Down, forward,
it's over
This the stick up
What you it was?
Weed, mushrooms, promethazine, you better run all them
killer dawg and I ain't talkin' about no lucky charms
I'll grab your hand , rip it by your shoulders and then beat you with your arms
Right to arms so I'm always wearing a wife beater
Mane y'all us ain't fair, but shit nethers life either
Early morning stoned I wake up and I'm eatin' grits
Type of that'll have Miley Cryus flippin' bricks
And Fox out on the corner turnin tricks with Talyor Swift
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