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WELCOME 2

Yeah (yeah), you we'd 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 froze my off
and ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet, it's like squirtin' a squirt gun in the ocean- fuck off!
words, I ain't 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 bomb you just a alarm
get scant little piss ants and see if I don't along and stomp your farm
thunder and lightening, rain sleet with a tornado's the kind of brain storm I get
so when wind starts blowin', shit talk about in? Goin insane's more like it
wizard of words when he spits hazardous it, like a disastrous blizzard
so you better listen quick fast or miss it, yeah go little prick bastard dis it
but when you get hit with a sick ass flow don't ask how much of his passion is it
that goes in, it just that all he know is, that it's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dastardly of audacity, mental capacity unmatched it has to be
stopped but it can't be, but man i can't just doin' 'em like that or no one 'll rap with me
one, you ask who is it?

Guess who came through 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, ass in your own hands, I'm sure they gonna laugh when you going to the bathroom wit it
now wit what, would you come us better be
with a big foot pedigree
easily these are the reasons we need to be in ya'll prayers
each region breeds the MC's that wanna be them what that they wanna breathe our air
with ideas
anybody thinking the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime, that's like saying that the Bad Boy team didn't need Isaiah...

Shit piss and bleed this a different breed 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 shit out my underwear that I don't even wear...

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

Back to bash skull again
push a bitch out the Aspen and her "get the fuck outta dodge" (Dodge Aspen)
shouldn't have to explain my metaphors you has are duller than
color books that ain't colored in, second and third fourth wind got another
here they again, none other than Bad and Evil also known as Saddam and Osama Bin
it's been a long but I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right known
and we get iller with time me, and Nickel fuckin' 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
it while he's watchin' internet porn 'bout to meet his death with an errection
my God, what I mean is Carradine 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, nothing but the
e, coming out your iPod, we up in the place chicks heads start spinnin' like motherfuckin' 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 fire Marshall, we with an intensity to shut shit down
in the industry two different entities with a propensity to put these n-u-t's up inside of fuckin' mouth...Aw shit. Stop it. Yo, Welcome to the CD.