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WELCOME 2

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

There's a switch I emotions cut off, so cold I done froze my butt off
and this ain't the tip of the iceberg yet, it's like squirtin' a squirt gun in the ocean- fuck off!
other words, I ain't put a dent in the game to the damage I have yet to do
as long as you still have feelings to hurt, 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 false
get scant little piss and see if I don't come 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 goin' in? Goin insane's like it
wizard of when he spits hazardous with it, like a disastrous blizzard
so you better listen quick fast or miss it, go ahead little prick bastard dis it
but when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow ask how much of his passion is it
that goes in, it know that all he know is, that it's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick Dastardly of audacity, mental capacity it has to be
stopped but it can't be, but man i can't just keep 'em like that or no one 'll rap with me
one, you ask who is it?

Guess who just came through the blast you
With the 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 your own ass, your 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 against us be
somethin' a big foot pedigree
easily these are the reasons we need to be in ya'll prayers
region breeds the MC's that wanna be them what means that they wanna breathe our air
with these
anybody the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime, that's like saying that the Bad Boy Piston team didn't 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 shit stains out my underwear that I even wear...

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

Back to bash your skull
push a bitch out the Aspen and her "get the fuck outta dodge" (Dodge Aspen)
have to explain my metaphors you has beens are duller than
color books that ain't in, second and third fourth wind got another wind
here they come again, none other than Bad and Evil also as Saddam and Osama Bin
been a long time but I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right known
and we only get iller time me, and Nickel fuckin' shit up on a dime, so telliin' us to pipe down's
like talkin' to a meth head, Bruce Willis on his death bed last 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 don't get? I'm I die hard!

When you listening to my bars, nothing but the
e, out your iPod, we come up in the place chicks heads start spinnin' like motherfuckin' white walls

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

The 5'9 and the fire Marshall, we spit with an intensity to shut shit
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.