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I'm the rapper to hold a cordless
corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Than beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild
As a youth
a fucked up childhood
That I used as an
And aint shit
But kept the same
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 violence I just encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I down a cement flight of steps
And land a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow brain out
I'm blowing out
it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only to warn
I was with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn cord
of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda
With a 4 door
But a more (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a fella into
than a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
With your skeleton
Developing
I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid
Pumping you full of
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who picked up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they
And
A less 20 percent chance
Of
a possible placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead in grandma's little basement
Doctor has arrived
To perform an on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your apple out through your mouth
call the fire department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And burn up your apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got your wrapped around my dick
So tight you a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head the peg
Go to bed with the keg up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and 44D
Fuck an acid tab strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of
I'm blowin up spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
Cross the (?)
We blowin up your house killing your
and coming back to get foster mommas
And I'm as at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more
I'm doing in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or sick in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the with a labrador
Strapit corral with war more than El
Foul 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 news
two ran up who jumped out of a blue 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 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 grabbed one, lit him on fire 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