| We leavin' 'em stiff, manikin
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| Skits is a Sith, Anakin
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| Stashing the corpse in the back of a Porsche
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| With the tip of a sword in her abdomen
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| Basking the torch, rap with the force
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| Back on the horse, cashing in
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| Y’all chitter and chatter but fact to the matter
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| The tip of my dick gon' slap your chin
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| Violence to the violins, simple Simons
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| Little lambs I have to silence
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| Got a lab for Nazi sciene on the last abandoned island
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| I keep dolls and midget hybrids
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| Slash sword to siamese, that sword stuck right by the knees
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| Grab her face like Jason
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| Squeeze your cheeks and break your teeth
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| Crush your skull was like a raisin
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| It’s safe to say the way it leaks
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| I save the speech just for itself
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| How I keep trophies on my shelf
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| Your crew is toasted like tuna melt
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| When I approach by using stealth
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| Say what you will, I’mma say what I feel
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| And I got their attention
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| Stay in the cave, now I’m raiding the grave
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| For my latest invention
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| Storm on the horizon better warn whose on the rise
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| Cause when it comes to picking sides
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| They say it’s dark versus the light end, aight then
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| Rise my motherfuckering fist
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| Blaze that motherfucking spliff
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| Praise that motherfucking gift
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| That I got from the skits
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| See my niggas don’t ever get played
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| Got blades for your motherfucking face
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| And we cut, straight, straight to the chase
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| When I cut, cut brains like Kane
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| And them niggas wanna test with that style
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| Don’t even know what I’m all about
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| Well I’m all about is I burst out
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| My homie it’ll be a motherfucking slaughterhouse
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| You niggas get slaughtered now
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| This shit ain’t watered down
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| This is Dope D.O.D. | 
| till I die
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| Then I’mma go hunt you clowns
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| I’m on some crazy shit
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| Darth Vader shit, light saber shit
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| Now give me 80 chicks I need to spray my jizz
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| I need to fucking celebrate like I made it big
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| My mind gone and I’m lost
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| Feel the dark side of the force
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| Always down for the motherfucking cause
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| I break it down for the motherfucking morgue
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together
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| It’s the rain of terror
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| When we come together |