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I'll hold on to the gun Why should he hold onto the gun? 'Cause I already got it motherfucker "Apathy attacks like asteroids or avalanches" Welcome to hell, I'm Lucifer's Lieutenant In the School Of Hard Knocks, I'm the superintendent Treat a hoe like a hoe, why would you get offended? When 90% of y'all are all stupid and pregnant Bunch of freaks, hotter than summer heat No wonder brothers creep Pick up lines work when she's slower than a southern beat I'm livin' proof, I can get any spoofs To make rappers turn pussy, I'm a give 'em a douche My shit is the truth North Face and Timberland boots I'm '92 2Pac, readin' scripts for "Juice" Yeah, you got the cash, I'mma rob your ass Stick you with a stocking mask You out for the doe C'mon you gotta ask? I'm good with the guns, good with the funds One of your shit will get done Riddle your body with metal Better get rid of the evidence before the detectives come So clear a path for the bully in a bulldozer Booby trap the trunk with a pump in case I get pulled over "You're welcome, you're all welcome " Lord have mercy these dudes are dookey I don't even wanna hear it, please, somebody shoot me Put me out of my misery quick, I am through givin' a shit I am officially on a mission from a different planet A solar system with some nerdy equipment I got the faggotron cannon pointed at your position So quick and efficient Come have a listen for yourself, take a peek at my kitchen You better loosen up your belt My flavor than a frickin' rotisserie chicken Who left the mic on? Holy shit, Jimmy Crickets, I am an icon Turn the lights on when I finish I treat beats like a pipe bomb and I just lit it Fuck your iPod and every trash rapper that's in it Come snuggle with a python, it's fun for minutes It's been a lifelong dream, now I'm seein' the fruit The DGC killin' machine, RYU Suck it "Y'all came in to see a show We want everybody cooperation, in the place tonight." Ayo ready set, machete rip Block kid that'll never jet The coolest tattoo less motherfucker That you ever met You got the nerve to spit About how you murder cliques and bust guns But those are just two other words For tits and cock hammers And those are just two other words for dicks And for a couple clowns like y'all it seems that's a perfect fit It's like, make yourself a dang casadilla I'm drunk off this Buckwild shit, don't let me near that case of Miller She's a gentle lady killer, for reala, erase your bill Above Freddie, Jason, Godzilla, I'm devastation, Attila Y'all cats be on the bus like you're fresh from jail The only carrots y'all be holding is for your son's lunch pail I unveil the unreal, a done deal, you punks fail Shit, we go in on beats like y'all go in on two for one sales And I assume you know my man Celph Remove your piece from the Pterodactyl, y'all be Dinosaur Jr.s And I'm out "Believe me sir, he's not human! But are you aware that he tortured them with a refinement of cruelty? " "Celph Titled's known as a gangster to some" Fuck a bitch, I'm on some borderline rape shit I'm puttin' one in the oven and it ain't a fuckin' Duncan Hines cake mix I will put a few stacks on your spine You are a money back guarantee, plus I'm out my mind Where's the catering service? I need to feed my ego Sit at home, smoke, collect checks and eat Doritos Drive around in a $60, 000 car Douse your ma and pa, got at least 60 gallons more Manipulate metaphors, I am rhymin' raw I'm am the Human Torch, of course I got fire raw So henceforth What you say is irrelevant I'll put the metal in your chin like Kanye's skeleton Disintegrate flesh when skin enzymes chew (Even your windpipe too?) The hollows went right through My marksman trainin' is I'll when I clap and spark it Use your kids trainin' wheel as a practice target
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