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Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a store with a Treacherous Four cassette
and a cassette
in Ecuador with Norton

Witness the of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman from the Hessian war and hence the origin of the Headless Horseman

Born the endorphins of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and reservoir of extension cords in dresser drawers, and deadbolts on the bedroom door, and sexual torture kits kept in a separate bin
boyfriend!

Use intercourse to settle scores with women who have vendettas men
Dickhead is in 'till there's shredded foreskin
Reddish torn, and they're only fed a portion
Bed sores, and sore shins, pregnant whores can get
for stickin' metal forks in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to Hell and fell a
A predator, I'm for competitors
Better warn 'em, what I in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in like a cosmetic store

Stegosaurus, Chuck with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a of warrants
You some? Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a course on excessive force and pressure points,
and dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four heels to address the court
with a on his back
His whole chest, and torso are left on the of Trayvon's dad as a present for him!

In my present form I'm Storm
Appetite for destruction, no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just off the yellow short bus

Met a said, "When you wanna get sexual?"
She said, "However I fit in schedule. I'm flexible."

Expired on the Saturn...
Got Catherine Bach in the back in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on at a traffic stop gettin' harassed, signed an autograph for asshole cop's daughter
Laughed 'cause I called her a brat on it, he spat on it, and brought it lookin' half in shock
Had a heart attack, and dead
Started fallin' back it, and got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock

One ball and half a Apple Watch

Cracked front axle, in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff
Tabasco sauce out of my satchel
Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and asked if they had a in stock?
That was stupid...

You got it twisted, all 'cause I offered bitch a doggie biscuit, you call me misogynistic?
Bitch, get to massagin' dick!
Like spas in this bitch, on it with gobs of lipstick
Got a list for you to run some odds and ends with
There's not a on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some and slick shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches like fuckin' missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
Like I've gone ballistic, with a tip kit
Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one...
I'm

Love to shit
Shovin' Clark Kent's undergarments in the glove compartment of the bucket, Bubba Sparxxx
I'm double up at Targets, trouble causer, a double crosser,
shadiest mothafucka you'll ever across
gymnast, been known for "some assaults"
A couple lawsuits, to cause a stomach ulcer
Same brain scan results as Rainman's'es
Something's aweful when Dustin Hoffman's up in your mummy costume
on stage to "Brain Damage,"
What's the problem? Nothing's wrong, the brand is back to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of Trump supporters
Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a gray van a spray tan
a wrap, like an ACE bandage

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the with the stagehand
She kielbasa
Pre-arrange an plan
Three-inch on point, like a See-and-Say

Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be afraid of this dang
You say Trump don't kiss ass like a puppet 'cause he runs his with his own cash for the fundin'
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose cannon blunt with his hand on the button who doesn't have to answer to no one?
idea!

If I was president "gettin' off" is the first of business
once I get in
Second thing make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
Throw a and an AIDS test at him!
Congress I run this land, and I want the rubber banned, and make it snappy

Addiction to friction and
Addict who can't escape the
to chase the dragon, but as fate would have it,
I walked up in Major Magics dressed as the maintenance man in a laser tag vest and a racin' jacket with a gauge to blast it, and sped away in the station
Stacey and Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' Stayfree pads at me
Dead passenger in the passenger
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the tires
'finna get a murder case and catch it like you it at me encased in plastic

And send Dylann through the windshield of the Benz
he spins like a pinwheel and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin build his skin's peelin',
and skids 'til he a cement pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go 'zilla, The Rap God?
When will I Never been realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens iller than in a chinchilla or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
Revenge killer, syllable binge
Fill a syringe, I...

Draw blood
Even pop shit on my pop shit, and popular
Couldn't be more awkwarder cause you're I robbed you of
It's my that got stuck up
Taught ya ta, not give a slapstick puck

The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's lopped off of ya, but I'm not gonna get the shotgun or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox 'cause I'm into objects are sharp when I shop, and it's not a shock, I'm such an obnoxious fucker...
The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would have thought this much of a to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?

was for 50

Little on the wrist, be warned
I'm quickly
My squabbles, I'm grappling your time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, with a flask of the
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles like what to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of attack when I'm fixing my
Wish my chest wasn't having to get these off 'em
But the fact that I have so many against me mind boggles
And why I haven't come back on these faggots who diss me is of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

But my patience is wearing
Swear I been contemplatin' rubbing shit in your face 'til I it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen and never appear if you actually had fuckin' careers to end

But then I think of Qerim and I steer 'em in that direction and forget my ideas for them...

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light kush
You're my take, I'll nail you
lie, I gush
If I won you over, you be the grand prize
I'm entranced by your looks, and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in the can like some Anheuser
Jeans too small, least three sizes
Tush mushed against your damn side, your
and thighs are
What kind of that?
I'm to be rode
Psychopath, bet you we'll get it poppin' a flat

Light the match to ignite the
Got knives to slash and slice in half
Piper Chapman might just to picket me like a scab

to describe in fact
Startling, violent, perhaps are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting like that
And you aren't surprised at that, but as far as these lines I rap,
and these bars, wouldn't dial it back if I star the track

Why am I a dick?