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Real sick hearing these pricks shit They get there throats slit they talkin' to me like I'm thick And I'm real tired of these bullshit They go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly
'Coz I've had it up to here, up to here Might ave to do it reservoir dogs slice of their ear 'Coz had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough When its obvious ain't rough enuff, listen
I don't just the talk, I walk it That's why my mouth's comin' out with raw shit My rap style's distorted like lil' mo rapped And keepin' the baby of gettin' it aborted
Yo, I talk morbid just to make you feel Deaths a of life, yo, you just cant ignore it Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sport it like Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya dead gran it
I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no I show no like a necromanic raping a corpse Up the anal passage while contracting genital
My metaphor's are twisted like game you gotta put that hob nob in ya gob If you the one to come on the biscuit I'm so sadistic so I fantasize finding My mums ex floating in a bath tub with his slit
And I'm real sick hearing these pricks talk They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick And I'm tired of these bullshit guys They go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly
I've had it up to here, right up to Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style of their ear 'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough its obvious they ain't rough enuff
You best buy a TV if you want me to 'Coz I'm so heavy by the things that I watch It ain't just 'Pulp and 'Reservoir Dogs' irreversible, there's my 'City Of God'
It's the news on every when I turn on the box It seems Pedophiles on top of the pops Garry glitter, Michael On the net ken bigley got his tek off
That's some nasty shit and still you wonder why I'm When I see this shit and I say what I think That's some shit and you don't ban it But you ban computer games, somethin' here really stinks
What about cigarettes and alcoholic Or the animal that died just so your wife could that mink Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, in the sink A white girl wont suck my dick because its pink
And I'm real sick hearing these talk shit They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick And I'm real tired of bullshit guys They best go, hide 'coz I'm for 'em on the sly
Had it up to here, up to here ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of their ear 'Coz I've had enuff of actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough When its they ain't rough enuff
Check it, the last verse is just as bad as the Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely 'Coz this is about a guy getting chauffeured in a Let me do what Nas did and tell that in reverse
The hirst brings the corpse back to the The guy from the undresses the corpse Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood back in Body goes back to hospital where it alive again
The paramedics walk backwards like an dance Put the wounded man back in the The ambulances engine back on And its flash as it plays his favorite song
The guy goes back to the exact spot where found him And the medics and and all the passers by go Where came from till eventually No one him and the blood pours up him than down him
The man then falls back on his feet Stumbles towards a dark figure on the other side of the He walks into the blade cut his belly Then he holds his which was bleeding already
He removes his so you can see the cut And as the undoes the slice, it closes back up He unsays the words he which were, 'What the fuck' And unscreams the scream the first initial cut
Then the blood he severely severed ear back up his cheek and slowly disappears As the wielding silhouette unhacks it from the rear Puts the knife after reattaching the ear
Then walks backwards thought the Where he's nature Who's the guy on the bench, I'm his paper Takes the snail he stepped on back its creator Only to be killed again I fast forward this shit later
in his house now back in his bed He to a CD and un-bops his head Take's the CD out the player and it back in its case Which has my name on the along with my face
Fast forward, there's been a And the police know who's it Not for a motive 'coz they don't know why he done it Sure enough it don't that long for them to find a reason And they publicly state it on TV that
A couple of months later, this shit banned Like it was me who put that switch in his And him to kill that man
Like whole song was just some kinda sickly devised plan To hurt some cunt I don't even know And never met before in my life
The whoever said, "The pen is mightier than the sword" Was right and you think twice Before you step to me and a fight