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WELCOME 2

Yeah (yeah), told you we'd be back (told you 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 this ain't even the tip of the 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 as you still have 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, be the bomb you just a false alarm
get scant little piss ants and see if I come along and stomp your farm
thunder and lightening, rain sleet with a tornado's the kind of brain storm I get
so when starts blowin', shit talk about goin' in? Goin insane's more like it
wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it, like a blizzard
so you better listen quick fast or miss it, yeah go ahead little bastard dis it
but when you get hit with a sick ass explicit flow don't ask how of his passion is it
that goes in, it just know all he know is, that it's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick of audacity, mental capacity unmatched it has to be
stopped but it can't be, but man i can't just keep doin' 'em that or no one 'll rap with me
one, you ask who is it?

Guess who just came through the blast you
With the ratchet the book of Mathew, a book of matches lightin' 'em white linen
you about to have to 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 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 that we to be in ya'll prayers
each region breeds the MC's that wanna be what means that they wanna breathe our air
with these
anybody thinking the game don't need, the Bad and the Evil regime, that's saying that the Bad Boy Piston team didn't need Isaiah...

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

It's be no fair, it's like hitting the lottery, oh yeah
who you know hotta' gotta' be no pair
shotty I got 'ol lobotomy your hair
classic smash it smother it, it and weep then perhabs you will have 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 tell her "get the outta dodge" (Dodge Aspen)
shouldn't have to explain my metaphors you has beens are than
color books that ain't in, second and third fourth wind got another wind
they come again, none other than Bad and Evil also known as Saddam and Osama Bin
it's been a long time but I bet that neither one of us have felt sicker than we do right
and we only get iller with time me, and Nickel fuckin' shit up on a dime, so us to pipe down's
like talkin' to a meth head, Bruce Willis on his bed last breath with an infection
fightin' it while he's watchin' internet porn 'bout to meet his 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, but the f-ir-
e, coming out your iPod, we come up in the chicks heads start spinnin' like motherfuckin' white walls

Gotch your mother suckin' my balls, we fuck each other, we punch each other in the eyeballs
and I I'm sor-ry

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 n-u-t's up inside of your fuckin' mouth...Aw shit. Stop it. Yo, Welcome to the CD.