| The maniac in black on the attack with a full pack strapped inside my fucking
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| knapsack
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| I got a black gat ready to blast cats and fast track them to they death just
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| like Amtrak
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| I be ditchin' this mission the competition be spittin'
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| This vision splittin' with accurate composition
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| So don’t be dissin' a bitch and when you be snitchin' you’re wishin' that you
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| could go acquisition a pot to piss in
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| I hope he listen I’m fixin' to put a bitch in a ditch and backfill that shift
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| with heavy liftin'
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| So listen to where it’s at you best to step the fuck back
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| 'Cause when my killers attack we bringin' aluminum bats and puttin' two in you
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| cats
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| I’m fuckin' through with you rats
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| I got a feeling that that’s gonna touch my homies from flats
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| 'Cause you know when we rap that we be spittin' the truth
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| You wanna come test my skills? |
| I fuckin' call you a goon
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| Ashes to ashs murder for the masses
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| Blackn out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| When I blast you will see where your ass sits is a rat
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| I murder just for fun bitch you never heard of that
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| 'Cause the feeling of the hunt makes me wanna murder tracks
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| The predator response is triggered when you run
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| So I’m thinkin' of revealin' the concealing of this gun
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| Your brains are on the ceiling when I’m peelin' back your cap
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| 'Cause a villain with no feelings what you seein' in this rap
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| A fuckin' jungle cat in his natural habitat
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| Feed my family with your flesh but I’m leavin' off the fat
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| I’m not even the runt or the leader of the pack
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| I’m the killer in the middle that’ll hit 'em from the back
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| Or even in the front if you comin' through the sun
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| Imma yam your fuckin' food yeah I’m here to eat your lunch
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| I beat you like a bully when I beat you to the punch
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| Because you ain’t even full you got some people or a hunch
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Seen B the OG dark rapper
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| I don’t know you so don’t talk or I’ll slap you
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| Mad laughter like I was the Mad Hatter
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| See visions in blood when I’m lookin' at splatter
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| Life after throw wack shit like pass you
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| I squeeze the fuckin' air out your lungs like I was asthma
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| Like Bad Santa always truncate the fall
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| With the bad drinker face bringin' liquor to my car
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| Can nothing hit quicker than the liquor when it’s raw?
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| Ain’t nobody missin' send some bitches and some whores
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| Sorry if I’m dissin' but I’m hearin' the applause
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| Ain’t nobody snitchin' the condition and the clause
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| If I hear you ditchin' I will make your heart pause
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| We like to break rules and we like to break laws
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| Put the pedal to the metal without pedals in my draws
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| 'Cause I’m pedaling the metal they won’t sell you in the stores
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets
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| Ashes to ashes murder for the masses
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| Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |