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WELCOME 2

Yeah (yeah), told you be back (told you we'd be back), welcome to hell (welcome to hell)...

There's a switch I flip emotions cut off, so cold I done my butt off
and this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet, it's like squirtin' a squirt gun in the fuck off!
other words, I put a dent in the game compared to the damage I have yet to do
as long as you still feelings to hurt, I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
as long as I got two balls to palm, I'll be the you just a false alarm
get scant little piss ants and see if I don't come along and stomp your
thunder and lightening, rain hail sleet with a tornado's the kind of storm I get
so when wind starts blowin', shit talk about goin' in? Goin insane's more it
wizard of when he spits hazardous with it, like a disastrous blizzard
so you better quick fast or miss it, yeah go ahead little prick bastard dis it
but when you get hit with a sick ass explicit don't ask how much of his passion is it
goes in, it just know that all he know is, that it's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick Dastardly of audacity, mental unmatched it has to be
stopped but it can't be, but man i can't keep doin' 'em like that or no one 'll rap with me
one, you ask who is it?

Guess who just came the blast you bitches?
the ratchet the book of Mathew, a book of matches lightin' 'em under white linen
you about to to admit it, they pass you the mic ask you to spit it
and you got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands, I'm sure they gonna laugh you going to the bathroom wit it
now wit what, you come against us better be
somethin' a big foot pedigree
easily these are the reasons that we to be in ya'll prayers
each region breeds the MC's that wanna be them what means that they wanna our air
these ideas
anybody thinking the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime, that's like saying that the Bad Boy Piston team need Isaiah...

Shit piss and bleed this it's a different of MC's I swear
better beware there's too much at stake and to find someone this raw on a is rare
you can kiss my ass and stains out my underwear that I don't even wear...

It's gotta' be no fair, it's like the lottery, oh yeah
who you know hotta' there gotta' be no
shotty that I got 'ol lobotomy your
classic smash it smother it, it and weep then perhabs you will have no rebuttal in
fact you me in this rappin' is like sayin' Tlla Tequila can sing like Jazmine Sullivan

Back to bash your again
push a bitch out the Aspen and tell her "get the outta dodge" (Dodge Aspen)
shouldn't to explain my metaphors you has beens are duller than
color books that ain't colored in, second and fourth wind got another wind
here they come again, none other than Bad and also known as Saddam and Osama Bin
it's been a long time but I bet that one of us have felt sicker than we do right known
and we only get iller with time me, and Nickel shit up on a dime, so telliin' us to pipe down's
like to a meth head, Bruce Willis on his death bed last breath with an infection
fightin' it while he's watchin' internet porn to meet his death with an errection
my God, what I mean is David jackin' his penis in front of his tripod
chokin' his own neck, what part you get? I'm sayin' I die hard!

When you listening to my bars, but the f-ir-
e, coming out your iPod, we come up in the place chicks heads start spinnin' like white walls

Gotch your suckin' my balls, while we fuck each other, we punch each other in the eyeballs
and I never I'm

The 5'9 and the Marshall, we spit with an intensity to shut shit down
in the industry two different entities with a propensity to put these n-u-t's up of your fuckin' mouth...Aw shit. Stop it. Yo, Welcome to the CD.