| They wanted murder so I had to get him
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| His homeboys was tryna help him now they laying with him
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| A round of ammo let him know we wasn’t playing with him
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| Roll up and unloading, my motive was to spray and hit him
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| So feel that
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| They wanted murder so I gotta splat him
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| I stuff a verse inside a can and then I shot it at him
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| I drew the line but he got out of line and he overstepped it
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| His body still behind that garbage can right where I left it
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| I bumped you off with 80 weapons, 80 murder visions
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| They had to draw his chalk line in 80 different positions
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| My lyrics blew him up to pieces ‘cause my powers greater
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| His body dropped but then his mug landed 4 hours later
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| Even as a youngster my style was and raw, rougher than Brillo
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| The Tooth Fairy used leave rhymes and rubbers under my pillow
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| My thought elements travel beyond human intelligence
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| I swap words with birds and teach herds of wild elephants
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| 10 doses of cement mix entered your colon and made 10 bricks
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| That ruptured the structure of his appendix
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| And dripped toxins in it for 2 hours and 20 minutes
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| And left a big hole that went whheerrr when the wind hits
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| In this rap game I stay elite
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| You wanna see me make five rappers vomit, play a beat
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| Murders discrete and undertakers throats get infected and rots when it’s
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| complete
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| The only thing harder than my rhymes is your old lady’s feet
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| They wanted murder so I had to get him
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| His homeboys was tryna help him now they laying with him
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| A round of ammo let him know we wasn’t playing with him
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| Roll up and unloading, my motive was to spray and hit him
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| So feel that |