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[Verse 1: Lector]

I was born wit a marvelous mind but no heart
So and die, I'm the hardest alive
Get picked apart, out your karl kanis
I dot my Ts, my I's
Skills like this boy? Shit boy hard to find
ya carcass flyin
Fuck a 9-5, I'm a hair under 5 foot 9
Bouta up when the stars align
Dec sure? I'm tellin you words hurt
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 bury you next to it, don't take it personal,
My flows like a word search, but... still ain't money
why I call my two fist hand guns, get it dummy?
This is a up, what I said it funny?
Empty pockets or become a hostage I'll kill everybody
I guess im nutty, 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 animals that'll eat you like a cannibal
Fuck these whack rappers, we cut face off
And then we of their bodies with a chainsaw

[Verse 2:

Fade and D. Lec
Mothafuckas know we next
show some respect
Or we'll be liftin' you by your v (bitch)
And I ain't gotta say this (what?)
We the fuckin'
That's why your got us under get her wet on her iTunes playlist
Remain nameless,
You can gon' and the stainless
I'll take your composition book, it sideways and shove it up your anus
I'm locked up in a cage, and I'm wearin shades like 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 these cheesy and eat em' like Doritos
Lookin' through the hole
And I see D. bites out of another victim
Better your wifes, better hide your children
Rapper killers mane, name somebody that was iller
And you don't have to call me Mickey but im a Born Killer
Kidnappin' these rappers just to torture em, fuck a
And I'll have my cronies murder them bitches, Charles Manson

[Hook:
Y'all shoulda known than to fuck with Fade and Danimal
Cause we some animals eat you like a cannibal
Fuck these whack rappers, we cut face off
And then we dispose of their with a chainsaw

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