| Got me breathing with dragons
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| I’ll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard
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| I’m Marilyn Manson with magnums
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| Now just imagine the magic I like to ask is
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| Don’t ask for your favorite rapper
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| [(Kendrick Lamar) Josh Tylers)
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| (He dead) Yessir
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| (Amen) Chuuch
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| (He dead) I killed him
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| (Amen) bitch
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| And this is rigamortis
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| And it’s gorgeous when you die
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| Ali recorded and I’m Morpheus
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| The Matrix in my mind
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| I’m out the orbit
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| You an orphan and a hairdresser combined
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| I’m on the toilet when I rhyme
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| If you the shit then I decline
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| I climax when you begin
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| And then I end on Cloud 9
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| And that’s important when you morph
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| Into an angel in the sky
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| And don’t be forging all my signatures
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| My listeners reply and tell me
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| That you biting style
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| You got a hell of an appetite
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| And I’mma be here for a while
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| Just buckle up before the ride
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| Or knuckle up if you could fight
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| We always making them duck or die
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| A suit and tie is suitable and usual in suicide
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| CSI, just might investigate
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| This fucking parasite
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| (He dead)
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| (Amen)
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| That’s what they telling me
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| Aim it at your celebrity
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| This is studio felony
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| Ferrigamo to many
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| And cool enough for the 70s
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| Nigga, payback’s a bitch
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| And bitch you been living in debt with me
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| That I more than especially
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| Leave a call on his mother voicemail
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| To say that he rest in peace
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| Bigger chopper the recipe
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| Wrestling, that’s irrelevant
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| Rather rest at your residence
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| Whistling to the melody
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| Couldn’t think of a better D
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| Better be on your P and Q
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| It’s just me Jay Rock, Soul and Q
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| Solar system ain’t why we cuter
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| Ain’t nothing else you can do
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| (He dead) yup, yup
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| (Amen) I killed him
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| (He dead) hahaha
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| (Amen) amen
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| I rapped him and made him Casper
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| I captured the likes of NASA
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| My pedigree to fly past ya
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| I pass the weed to the pastor
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| We all are sinners, once you sinister
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| Bible study faster
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| You hypocrite is reaction of blasphemy
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| I assassin my casualty
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| And it’s casually done
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| And tell 'em my salary come
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| A lump sum of hundreds
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| Don’t talk to be bout no money
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| The sun is under my feet
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| And I come in peace to compete
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| I don’t run if you rather leap
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| My statistics go up in weeks
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| And I go visit the nearest creek
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| And I get busy on many MC
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| Really ballistic, anybody can see
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| Any assistance, everybody done see
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| Some persistence, recognize I be
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| Really too vicious, the permanent beast
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| And the demolition, breaking up the streets
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| Better partition, better dot your T
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| And I gon' mention, how the far you see
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| Putting my dick in the rap industry
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| Everybody bitchin', getting mad at me
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| Recognize Kendrick, in the battery
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| And I’m charged up, and the catastrophe
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| Is charged up, and the audacity
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| And y’all fucks, never could hassle me
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| And y’all luck, just ran out you’ll see
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| (He dead) yup, yup
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| (Amen) I know
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| (He dead) for sure
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| (Amen) amen |