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[Verse 1: Danimal

I was wit a marvelous mind but no heart inside
So start and die, I'm the alive
Get picked apart, ripped out your kanis
I dot my Ts, my I's
like this boy? Shit boy that's hard to find
Send ya carcass
Fuck a 9-5, I'm a cunt hair under 5 9
Bouta blow up the stars align
Dec 21st I'm tellin you words hurt
My worst will leave you in the dirt, twerp, ya heard it first
to fucking Big Bird, tell Ernie 'n Bert I'll murder a verse
And you next to it, don't take it personal, jerk
My flows a word search, but... still ain't spellin money
That's why I call my two fist hand guns, get it
This is a stick up, I said it funny?
Empty your pockets or become a I'll kill everybody
I guess im nutty, buddy
I'm 2012's Ted
The Lector
But you can me Danimal, yes sir

[Hook:

Y'all shoulda known better to fuck with Fade and Danimal
Cause we some animals that'll eat you like a
Fuck these whack rappers, we cut face off
And then we dispose of their with a chainsaw

[Verse 2:

It's and D. Lec
Mothafuckas that we next
show some respect
Or we'll be liftin' you by your v (bitch)
And I ain't even say this (what?)
We the greatest
That's why girl got us under get her wet on her iTunes playlist
nameless, dawg
You can and meet the stainless
I'll take your composition book, turn it and shove it up your anus
I'm up in a cage, and I'm wearin shades like Johnny Cage
You step to me? Cool, I'm Diablo and this is primal rage
You're gonna need cheat codes
Killin' y'all is easy like throws
I take these cheesy and eat em' like Doritos
Lookin' through the hole
And I see D. takin bites out of another
hide your wifes, better hide your children
Rapper killers mane, somebody that was born iller
And you don't have to call me but im a Natural Born Killer
Kidnappin' rappers just to torture em, fuck a ransom
And then I'll have my cronies them bitches, Charles Manson

[Hook:
Y'all shoulda known better than to fuck Fade and Danimal
Cause we some animals that'll eat you a cannibal
these whack rappers, we cut they face off
And we dispose of their bodies with a chainsaw

[Verse 3:
I ain't finished, mothafucka, you thought this was over?
Talkin' shit to a like you musta' thought I was sober
I'm
I'll break your face off right after I a king cobra
Down, forward,
Then over
This the up motherfucker
What you thought it
Weed, mushrooms, promethazine, you better run all them
Serial killer and I ain't talkin' about no lucky charms
I'll your hand , rip it by your shoulders and then I'll beat you with your arms
Right to bear arms so I'm always a wife beater
Mane y'all fighting us ain't fair, but shit nethers either
Early morning stoned pimp I wake up and I'm grits
Type of motherfucker that'll have Miley flippin' bricks
And Fox out on the corner turnin tricks with Talyor Swift
50 bones if you want to hit and 25 if you her to suck your dick
Mane this Pimpin ain't easy but yo, this is
So my advice when I tell you this, put the mic down and quit rappin' bitch