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I'm Idol

I rock a pair of Nikes
And blood drips on my kicks when the boxcutter - your flesh
Your is tender, it's shredded like it's in a blender
The red drips from your head, in the of magenta
You're gory, cats that be thugging or bugging
if they bring it towards me, it
Take a walk back, rehearse it, think it over, it
at else that will flip on you and stab you for respect kid
Your idol, your psycho, I'll leave you bludgeoned
I pack a rifle listen up cousin I'll leave you in - a coffin
Cut up like diamonds, shut up I'm rhyming or get
Your mouth off don't get me upset
You walking vaginas, talking like miners, you're
Looking for Necro's, for trouble you'll find it
So die quick, you bitches need the
From my dick, now drop the recital I'm your idol
When I rhyme - it, I kick raps like a slime bucket
I back getting blowed by a dime - suck it
You whack, while me - my minds rugged
I see it's my to bludgeon I take a nine and buck it
You suckers, die slowly, respect me like I'm holy, - the one and only
able to be played, I'm from BK
I need blades for he-say, she-say, you be afraid
If you talk shit me you can't relate
I'm a teacher - beat ya - I got a degree in hate
So kill yourself, before somebody
you - before you get the chance to, you should be dealt
The cause of death, by your own
You want to kill now kid? I won't argue with you, you know best
no test I haven't passed
You test me you'll be the past - you'll be a cadaver fast
what you want, that's what you get
wana get cut off? cut off your head
I instead the chance to turn your body around in the stands
Now facing me you must learn to my commands
Fuck packers! You fudge-packers
shout outs to thugs and cats that axes
Death to new jacks, you're gassed 'cause you a track
Your ass, you get played and and the blade'll be shoved in your back
his fucking face!! Now kid
bash it, smash it, he asked for it it
But I might get So what?
Do it anyway, bring the everyday
It's like I kill somebody, now matter how hard I try to be good
I can't, you won't let me - now start getting
the buck knife - fuck life
fuck him, you - now tell me what's the price!?
25 to life or you living? I'd you see dead
Good riddance - head fucking splitting
aggression, swing a fist
blast a gun, crack a bat - over back
I'll never be done - that's how Satan made it
all of us to be filled with hatred
Pain and buck off the banger
Fuck off you of shit I'll strangle ya'
You getting cracked in the face brass knuckles on my fist
Fuck you - you're a - I should stuff you in a ditch
So a spliff - smoke your shit to this
Get you open like a clitoris a knife in your tits
Its not it's technical
when someone stabs you in your ventricles
Mad thought place should I stab him in the face or in the waist?
You get and erased
Now the burners G one hundred bullets enter your body
Now you're for eternity you can't come back
When you're stabbed a thumb tack I'm addicted to gats
uncle Howie does crack so spark the stem
And I'ma teach you kids why your is a gem
Study the bloody my butcher knife
Rips you to unos, dose, tres, quatro, cinqo holes in your back
Burn you to death charcoal - black attack your soul with an axe
Jus' because you're dead doesn't mean you're dead
I'd rather kill you in the instead
You ain't getting no but rest in peace
Pieces one parts at least the maggots in hell will feast
You'll be at least three times before the pain begins to decrease...

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