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I'm the illest rapper to a cordless
corners
Looking for to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Than Rosco beating James (?)
And smackin his back vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the hood
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
I used as an excuse
And shit changed
But the same mindstate
Since the time that I failed 9th grade
You think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't violence I just encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I down a cement flight of steps
And inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? your brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only once you might as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born with a set of
And attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little with a two by four board
That smashed into your Accord
With a 4 door
But a more (?) droppin an accapella
The a fella into motzerella
Worse a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
With your skeleton
Developing
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
With an IV in your
Feeding you liquid
you full of drugs
Pull the
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 20 percent chance
Of
Have a placement
It's a hospital
Storing the dead in grandma's 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 adams apple out through mouth
call the fire department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And up your entire apartment
I'm a to start shit
Got your wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a leg
Snatched it off and him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up the 40
Mixed up Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole to my forehead
until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human
Leaving you in the of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up house killing your parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
I aint making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe more I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block with a
Strapit corral with war than El Salvador
Foul galore
Verbal cow
together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the store with a stamp
for a of cigarettes and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the and picked up a huge branch
i swung it at the first
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it like it broke before it hit him
so he to rush
i his legs, pinned him and bit him
he came back sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned him and bit him
the next one, me his shoes like the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept them in a rhythm
then i woke up, in the middle of the kitchen