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I'm the rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling
for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in
Than Rosco beating Tarteenyer (?)
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner
I grew up in the wild
As a hazardous
With a up childhood
That I as an excuse
And aint shit
But kept the mindstate
Since the third that I failed 9th grade
You think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just it
I laugh at the sight of
As I down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider
So throw caution to the
You and a
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it
Shit, why not? Blow your out
I'm blowing out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as die now

only fair to warn
I was born a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn cord
of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into Honda Accord
With a 4 door
But a toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppin a fella motzerella
than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the
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 liquid
Pumping you of drugs
Pull the
On the gunshot victims full of bullet
Who were picked up in an
And
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they
And
A less than 20 chance
Of
Have a possible
It's a patient
Storing the dead bodies in little basement
Doctor has arrived
To an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the department
hired a arson
To set fire to
And burn up your entire
I'm a liar to shit
Got your bitch around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her wit

Met a retarded kid named Greg a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up the 40
Mixed up Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the dead
No more said closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like human combustion
Leaving you in the of holocaust and traumas
Cross the (?)
We blowin up your killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster
And I'm as at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more
I'm drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked (?)
today, yesterday, and the day Savator
Walk the block a labrador
Strapit corral with war more than El
Foul galore
Verbal cow
Coming together like the on Al B. Sure

yo yo yo, my mom sent me up to the with a food stamp
for a pack of and a book at the news stand
two dudes ran up who jumped out of a van
i looked down at the ground and up a huge branch
i swung it at the dude
the one hit em
seen it snap so fast it look like it before it hit him
so he tried to
i swept his legs, him and bit him
he came back with sticks and seven screamin "GET HIM"
i grabbed one, lit him on pinned him and bit him
the next one, me his shoes like the didnt fit him
one by one i kept droppin them in a rhythm
then i up, swingin in the middle of the kitchen