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I'm the rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of
I'm in action
Than Rosco James Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum attachments
I grew up in the hood
As a hazardous
a fucked up childhood
That I as an excuse
And shit changed
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 laugh at the of death
As I fall a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider
So throw to the wind
You and a
Can jump off of a and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow brain out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you as well die now

It's only to warn
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little with a two by four board
That into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door
But a toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a into motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you in the cella
With your skeleton
anorexia
While I'm standin to ya
Eating a full course watching you starve to death
an IV in your veins
Feeding you darvicet
Pumping you full of
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of slugs
Who were up in an ambulance
And
To receiving with the ripped outta they pants
And
A less than 20 chance
Of
a possible placement
It's a hospital
the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M ALIVE!"
a rusty scalpel 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 burn up your apartment
I'm a liar to start
Got your wrapped around my dick
So you need a crobar to pry her apart wit

Met a retarded kid Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head the peg
Go to bed the keg wake up with the 40
up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my
Wait it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and
the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing parents
and coming back to get your mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as
Cause I aint making no threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before
Walk the block with a
corral with war more than El Salvador
Foul style
cow manure
Coming like the eyebrow 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 at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the and picked up a huge branch
i swung it at the first
the one hit em
seen it so fast it look like it broke before it hit him
so he tried to
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with and seven dudes screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned him and bit him
the next one, gave me his shoes like the fit him
one by one i just kept them in a rhythm
then i woke up, swingin in the of the kitchen