I already done heard enough of that ****** *******t
Celph Titled comes through with matches lit
Causing gases ashes to form where your casket sit
I'm passionate smacking ******es on blind dates
An angry rap critic on top of that irate
At my estate we got room with medieval tombs
Dead people and priceless spoons that scrap brain on plates for Montezum
And I assume I'm about ten yards from you camp grounds
With kerosene filled to the brim of my canteens spilling on ant mounds
I play Cee-Lo with-out the dice and roll ******s head instead
'Cause I'm charitable and generous to give out the led
You shook ******es know I carry M72 L.A.W.s
With 66 millimeter rockets cruising above you
What? Your mother said she never love you? Well she told me
'cause I'm that ****** to hold heat and make slugs outta your gold teeth
A sick muthah ******ah puttin' six muthah ******' slugs
In six muthah ******' arteries ain't mutha ******ah hard as me
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Every now and then a suckah MC gets courageous
Every-Every now and then a suckah MC get's courageous
Every now and then a suckah MC get's courageous
Never-Never the Least they all R.I.P.