| Evil emotions, it seems like my mind’s playing tricks for me
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| I have vision of grave niggas doing mix for me
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| Sinister, I drive niggas off to the dark side
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| I set Ichabod Crane on his horse ride
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| Gave Kruger his clothes, killed the corpse, companion
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| You got no clue in the mystery, I’m the last one standing
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| Ghostface the hockey mask, hiding the features
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| Fuck the black lagoon, watch me enable her creatures
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| The bleach is chemistry, teachers cooking meth
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| I got a method, I’m Johnny, blazing to death
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| I’m no Heff I like bitches hardcore in the deuces
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| Went through red lights bitch, fuck your period juices
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| I’ve been watching too many, I almost got away with it
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| These snap bitches is cray, almost got to play with it
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| View natural born killers on the daily basis
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| Murder cases, best advice is watch how my felony faces
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| Dangerous, lethal vocals enter the cranium
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| I got skeleton bones of titanium
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| Aanghardt, black souls, I live for vengeance
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| It’s the emotional details I leave in every sentence
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| Step back, click clack, my stacks of cash may walk
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| The white look like, I got the pure vocab, dark specialist
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| Starky be the A1 chemist
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| The pure have your face all numb just like a dentist
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| Street clientèle I flip
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| Buy and sell half the chains leaving a mark on my neck
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| That ain’t frail, solid goes the charm like a new born baby
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| 10 pounds of 6 ounces, the shits looking crazy
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| Retarded, leaving niggas daily departed
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| Tried to sit but it started, it ain’t for the weak hearted
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| Heavily guarded, my clan keep prisoners of war
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| Torch you niggas with the morphine drips of the raw
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| Peruvian white blowing dust in 'em
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| Feeding 'em seroquel
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| Fucking their minds and blowing off the pedestal
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| My verbal technique I speak I don’t sweep
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| Make a bitch stash a nut in the cheek, or her ass |