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I'm the illest rapper to a cordless
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Than Rosco beating James (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I up in the wild hood
As a hazardous
With a fucked up
That I used as an
And aint shit
But kept the mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th
You probably think I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I encourage it
I at the sight 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 bridge and if you live, do it
Shit, why not? Blow your out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 Ford
But a more toward (?) droppin an
The choppin a into motzerella
Worse than a propella
Got you in the cella
your skeleton showing
Developing
I'm standin next to ya
Eating a course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in 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 pants
And
A less than 20 percent
Of
a possible placement
It's a patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's basement
Doctor Kevorkian has
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams out through your mouth
Better the fire department
I've a arson
To set fire to
And up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch wrapped my dick
So you need 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 and Formula 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 up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up your killing your parents
and coming back to get foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as
Cause I making no more threats
I'm drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day Savator
Walk the block with a
Strapit corral war more than El Salvador
Foul galore
cow manure
Coming like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom me up to the store 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 picked up a 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 swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with sticks and seven screamin "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, in the middle of the kitchen