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I'm the illest to hold a cordless
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the with a roll of quarters
I'm in action
Rosco beating James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I up in the wild hood
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
That I used as an
And aint shit
But the same mindstate
Since the third time I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote I just encourage it
I at the sight of death
As I fall down a flight of steps
And land a bed of spider webs
So throw to the wind
You and a
Can off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why Blow your brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you live once you might as well die now

It's only fair to
I was born a set of horns
And attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard a two by four board
That smashed your Honda Accord
With a 4 Ford
But a toward (?) droppin an accapella
The a fella into motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the
With your skeleton
anorexia
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in veins
Feeding you darvicet
you full of drugs
Pull the
On the victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an
And
To receiving with the ripped outta they pants
And
A than 20 percent chance
Of
a possible placement
It's a hospital
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's basement
Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through mouth
Better call the fire
I've hired a
To set to carpet
And up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch wrapped my dick
So tight you need a to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the sheet to my forehead
until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
the bombas (?)
We up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe more cause I crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block with a
Strapit corral with war more El Salvador
style 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 pack of and a book at the news stand
two ran up who jumped out of a blue van
i down at the ground and picked up a huge branch
i swung it at the dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it like it broke before it hit him
so he to rush
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came with sticks and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on fire him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes the didnt fit him
one by one i just kept droppin them in a
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen