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I'm the illest rapper to hold a
corners
Looking for to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his with vacuum cleaner attachments
I up in the wild hood
As a youth
With a up childhood
That I used as an
And aint changed
But kept the same
Since the third time that I 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so of it
I promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of
As I fall down a flight of steps
And inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it
Shit, why not? your brain out
I'm mine out
it, you only live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to
I was with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my umbulical cord
Warlord of rap bastard with a two by four board
smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 Ford
But a more toward (?) an accapella
The choppin a fella motzerella
Worse than a propella
Got you locked in the
your skeleton showing
Developing
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
With an IV in your
Feeding you liquid
Pumping you of drugs
the plugs
On the victims full of bullet slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the asses outta they pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
a possible placement
It's a patient
Storing the bodies in grandma's little basement
Kevorkian has arrived
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out your mouth
call the fire department
I've hired a
To set fire to
And burn up entire apartment
I'm a liar to start
Got your bitch wrapped around my
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and 44D
an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the dead
No more case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your
and coming to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as
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 cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block with a
Strapit corral with war more El Salvador
Foul style
cow manure
Coming together like the on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the with a food stamp
for a pack of cigarettes and a at the news stand
two dudes ran up who out of a blue van
i looked down at the ground and 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 back with sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned him and bit him
the one, gave me his shoes like the didnt fit him
one by one i just droppin them in a rhythm
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen