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A million murder way, |
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I come and |
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I scorch this |
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Ain't nothing changed, ******s know |
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I'm holdin' the torch ************ |
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Excessive with the heats how |
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I'm holdin' the fourth set |
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I twist a ******s ************t just like a ******' contortionist |
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This bang bully bust rhymes, |
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I'm coming to squash ************t |
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Demolish every horde, disintegrate in the marsh pit |
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Bad as animal rap, they love when their god speak |
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I know you wish you could, the way |
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I bang ‘em with godless |
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As thick as glamour in case |
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I didn't mention |
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These ************ in the building and they all in the section |
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To dominate this ************t has been my every intention |
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These ******s think they sick, |
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I come and kill the infection |
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And when I come through you know |
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I'm blowin' the top off |
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The building and the club, ****** know how |
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I pop offAnd if you violate, you'll probably get your ************t chopped of |
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The way I got police barricadin' the block off |
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Sometimes |
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I act like |
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I do cuz of this voice in my head |
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Voice in my head, voice in my head. |
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They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread |
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Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. |
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You make the ******s wanna say(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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Then ******s psycho how they mawl(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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They might all the alcohol(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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My ******s buying out the mall(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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Before I finish countin' this mondo |
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Too kindly as |
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I welcome ******s back to the jungle |
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I'm back to run this ************ |
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I strive and keepin' it humble |
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I get to ************t the building til it crackle and crumble |
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So back off ************, see how we knockin' the most hard‘ |
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Bout to split the ocean, get to callin' the coast guard |
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Better call the ambulance, |
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I'm comin' to choke y'all |
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I'm sma************n' every country ************, |
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I'll send you a postcard |
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Now they actin' like they ain't know it |
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But I know you see exactly where the bottles is goin' |
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Coupe box loads be all the money we spendin' |
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Drink until we stupid and the party is endin' |
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Now pick the way we comin' and we packin' ************t back up |
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The time of 2012, the raider ************t packed up |
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We full throttle in this ************ and never will swack up |
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While I feed you the head, watch out my ******s that act up |
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Sometimes |
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I act like |
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I do cuz of this voice in my head |
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Voice in my head, voice in my head. |
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They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread |
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Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. |
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You make the ******s wanna say(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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Then ******s psycho how they mawl(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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They might all the alcohol(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
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My ******s buying out the mall(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |