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I'm the illest rapper to hold a
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Than Rosco James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild
As a youth
With a up childhood
That I as an excuse
And shit changed
But the same mindstate
Since the time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just it
I at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of
And land inside a bed of spider
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow brain out
I'm mine out
Fuck it, you live once you might as well die now

only fair to warn
I was with a set of horns
And metaphors to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda
With a 4 door
But a more toward (?) droppin an
The a fella into motzerella
Worse a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
With your skeleton
anorexia
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you darvicet
Pumping you full of
the plugs
On the gunshot victims of bullet slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the asses ripped outta pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
Have a placement
It's a patient
the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M ALIVE!"
a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the department
I've a arson
To set to carpet
And burn up your apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my
So tight you a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous combustion
you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as good at keeping a as Nostradamus
Cause I aint no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on war vets
I'm more or less sick in the
Maybe more I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day Savator
Walk the with a labrador
corral with war more than El Salvador
Foul style
cow manure
Coming together the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a stamp
for a pack of cigarettes and a at the news stand
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked at the ground and picked up a huge branch
i it at the first dude
the one hit em
seen it so fast it look like it broke before it hit him
so he to rush
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with sticks and seven dudes "GET HIM"
i one, lit him on fire pinned him and bit him
the next one, me his shoes like the didnt fit him
one by one i kept droppin them in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the middle of the