| Fuck these bitches we the horniest ornery giants
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| The way I raps mathematics its sort of a science
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| Your raps wack all the?
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| I leave em fucking mortified dawg or terrorized
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| My rhymes are more than fucking clean holmes there sterilized
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| Sometimes I lean so hard I need a kick stand
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| I wrestle alligators and I dance on Quicksand
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| I call a rapper Tin man cuz they got no heart
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| Each lines an arrow dipped in poison from a blow dart
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| These rappers they go not hearts
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| Me against thems a mazorti to a go kart
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| Theses young punks they think there so smart
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| I might be old but im the sickest fucking old fart
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| Im so much better you can blame it on the age difference
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| You got your party clothes on im wearing beige slippers
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| I give a fuck about a club its just a meat market
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| Theses girls will open up there legs like it was free parking
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| Of course I like to fuck butt theres no challenge
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| I must fucked 1000 bitches since we dropped balance
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| The law of average says we win again
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| Hand grenade parade we blow it up pull the pin
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| Then boom make room for swollen man
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| Then bang its a battle axe thing
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| Previal
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| Street fight pit fight red nose blue nose
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| Old school vinyl so cold like blue note
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| Head spin can’t win fills up the sails with
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| Prevails gifts press to lean my recipes very secret
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| See my destiny inscribed on a tablet stone
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| Rappers leave rap alone unless its in your chromosomes
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| Molester in your closet watch it turn you to skeleton bones
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| Think you MR hard core call em the gelatin jones
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| Look upon my board walk empire Al Capone
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| You think you lucky here like Luciano
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| Test my bravado over this piano leave you cold and you won’t see tomorrow
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| Sorrow follows hollows sleepy
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| Headless horsemen the water rush deeply
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| Percussion real freaky
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| Bang drums like the marching band
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| Art form swarms like the wasp in the savage lands
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| Sting with the poison of November born scorpions
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| Slaine
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| The older I get the more crazy and sicker I think
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| I got a wet brain form all the fucking liqueur I drink
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| I wake up broke and obsessed about about sticking the brinks
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| Fuck a bitch raw dog and wash my dick in the sink
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| Nah dog I ain’t saved a penny I made
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| I just stay up all night rocking with the henny brigade
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| I done been around the world fucking kimmy and jade
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| Brenda and holly il prolly end up skinny with aids
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| Golly I took some molly bitch you really wanna party good
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| You can ridethe white horse all the way to Hollywood
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| You can be a? |
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| and have a TV show
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| Charlotte once you get me started you should see me go
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| Ion the company of mad man im the CEO
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| Yeah I got a fat fucking stomach and a greasy flow
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| Nobody likes me cuz im ignorant and cocky fuck
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| Try and battle me ill fucking smack you like a hockey puck |