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I'm the illest rapper to a cordless
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a of quarters
I'm in action
Than Rosco James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner
I grew up in the wild
As a youth
a fucked up childhood
That I used as an
And aint changed
But the same mindstate
Since the third time I failed 9th grade
You probably think I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just it
I laugh at the of death
As I fall down a flight of steps
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 blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as die now

It's fair to warn
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical
Warlord of rap little with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda
With a 4 Ford
But a more (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a fella motzerella
Worse than a hellacopta
Got you locked in the
With your skeleton
Developing
I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal you starve to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving the asses ripped outta they pants
And
A than 20 percent chance
Of
Have a placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead bodies in little basement
Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire
I've a arson
To set fire to
And burn up your entire
I'm a liar to start
Got your bitch wrapped around my
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

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

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store a food stamp
for a pack of cigarettes and a book at the stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the ground and picked up a huge
i it at the first dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look like it broke it hit him
so he tried to
i his legs, pinned 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, gave me his like the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept droppin in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the middle of the