| Throw a rope and make a lasso
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| Around you buffoons
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| Fuck a Vidal Sasson
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| I’m a dirty coke mirror in your bathroom
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| Dirty old hero trippin' off a batch of bad shrooms
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| Beat you down like a baboon
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| Leave a couple black eyes like a raccoon
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| Used to inhale drugs like a vacuum
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| Find me in the back room
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| High half past noon
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| I knew my path, it was headed for mad doom
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| Six grand on a bag of pills was a bad duel
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| Motherfucker was a bad dude
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| Three mill gone, now all I got is these tattoos
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| Now I’m back on my grind
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| I’m too old to fuckin' front, I’ll attack from behind
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| And I ain’t got no time
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| To sit back and recline
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| There ain’t a minute where it isn’t in the back of my mind
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| It’s in the knots in my back, every crack on my spine
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| Goin' crazy now cause I’m back at the back of the line
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| Fuck your faculty, it’s wack
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| I’m immaculate at rap
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| Spittin' accurately, I’m actually a MAC
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| I spit plasticine C4 explosives
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| That means I’m dynamite, a beast, how ferocious
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| Separate the ocean, genius like Amadeus
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| Dark poetry, hover above the Himalayas
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| Motherfucker I’m the best, an untouchable
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| You little fuckers, I’m nuts
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| One button, I touch
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| You’re all dead, rotten at the bottom of the ocean
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| Gettin' caught up in the bullshit
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| Unexperienced delivery is dull
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| Now you got crabs and eels, watch em slither through your skull
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| Feel my pain, feel my misery, I’m low
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| Feel the rain, feel the blizzard in the snow
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| I’m a wizard with the lizard, made a goal
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| Dislocated history, add a mystery to my soul
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| I’m spitting Listerine from the scroll
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| Thoughts are blistering in my skull
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| I’m a vicious little troll |