| You can find liberation from a serpent’s bite
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| While you work so hard that you can’t sleep nights
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| Peel your wig, catch you with a steel jig, you squeal like a pig
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| Pull the trig on my Sig bitch suck it it’s real big
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| Rep it like Gotti legendary for bludgeoning everybody
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| Could punch you in the head, get the machete dead you very bloody
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| Street can’t get enough of me, kicking something rough to the beat
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| Duff after duff, snuff after snuff, repeat
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| Built like Apollo Creed, evil like Hallows Eve
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| Bleed or follow the leader or you’ll swallow the nine millimeter heater
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| Sip a margarita in Panama getting my rest up
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| Watching Richard Pryor in a Lexus eating Cheetohs messed up
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| I got you, you got beef? |
| What’s up, partner?
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| Now you want peace? |
| Fuck Mahatma, I bury la cucharacha
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| You’re sweet like Jawbreakers, fuck the lawmakers
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| Break your jaw, catch a court case, beat it, slaughtered your face kid
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| Hit with a shotty blast, bullets rip from a nine
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| Put you in a full body cast, twist your spine like a Pilates class
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| You can find from a serpent’s bite
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| While you work so hard that you can’t sleep nights
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| You can find from a serpent’s bite
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| While you work so hard that you can’t sleep nights
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| Rapping’s the best thing that ever happened to me
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| No question, clapping you in the chest if you’re testy
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| Better give dap to me, putting soft motherfuckers in coffins
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| I make duckets off it, fuck it
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| Hit you with a sawed-off, watch you metamorph into a corpse
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| And got libido from Medusa in a bikini, my nina torpedo
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| Dead you like Benito Mussolini finito
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| I rock out like Randy the Ram hand-to-hand get clocked out
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| You’re a fag in a glam band caught with your cock out
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| Like the singer of Wham, fuck Van Damme, he got knocked out
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| Rocking like Bam Bam, I whip the Glock out and blam blam
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| You belong at the queer parade on the realest shit
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| You ain’t feeling this? |
| You need a hearing aid
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| Stab your ear with a blade
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| Like I talk it, never walk away from beef G
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| Got more heart than Ann Wilson with stress on her heart from morbid obesity
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| Cracked with a bat like Mattingly, cut through your anatomy
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| Fuck you, I hurt your emotions? |
| I didn’t know you had any
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| My liberation from a serpent’s bite
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| While you work so hard that you can’t sleep nights
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| You can find liberation from a serpent’s bite
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| While you work so hard that you can’t sleep nights
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| I gotta take my respect
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| I gotta, I gotta take my respect, respect
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| I gotta take my respect
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| I gotta, I gotta take my respect
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| I gotta take my respect
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| I gotta, I gotta take my respect, respect
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| I gotta take my respect
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| I gotta, I gotta take my respect
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