ight, now you listen to me boy. You can take this as a warning or a piece of advice, anyway you want it. You and your friends keep on playing punk games here's how we’re gonna land on you – hard. You understand I got a dutch I can twist this purple up in Was in the lab burning something 'fore the idea occurred to Bunsen Never spit a verse that wasn't worth discussing Nasty as the bile in a person’s stomach that a surgeon's pumping Murder is my first assumption like insurgent gunmen Cops bring the whole SWAT team just to serve a summons Fuck rap, I'd rather be a worthless drunken jerk who works construction Still die flier than Thurman Munson Get turned to dust and ashes stuffed in caskets By some hungry savages in masks asking where where the fucking cash is I hate rappers, they're a bunch of faggots Ain't bustin' ratchets I won't say nothin', that bitch on their mother’s mattress I had a troubled past with nothing lavish You only cross the bears to fake Jesus piece hitting your bubble jackets Used to run in traffic tagging underpasses Y’all won't see the light till the muzzle flashes like some Russian captives So fuck the world and every other planet with a sun and gases NASA claims a lifeform must inhabit I’ll fly a rocket ship there but I ain't coming back if soil's ideal for cannabis like Stoupe production matched it Cut my fabric from a different cloth benchmark Shroud of Turin turned into a vest hard as Kevlar Could take fire from the Deathstar Fly and leave a depth charge Hitting near the center like a left guard Templar decsendents with a needle stand Injecting flouride in my pineal gland but I still see the plan I see demons cross breeding with machine and man The beast'll brand and all I need’s a gram of this illegal plant I see the light from the dark side And it's still a far cry from the skeletons in my archives That's why I drink away the pain and spark loud and let it be Wipe the memory from my hard drive I see the light from the dark side And it's still a far cry from the skeletons in my archives That's why I drink away the pain and spark loud and let it be Wipe the memory from my hard drive Yeah! The gang be mobbing through the city, boy Hopped out the pussy ?mobbed duece? and go get it, boy Take my Tims out the box and scuff 'em up before I put 'em on my feet (Why?) 'Cause I ain't never been no pretty boy And we let the tongue hang out She washed that dress three times, can't get the cum stains out And we let the guns bang out Homie, you almost forty sleeping on your mother's couch I put my dick all the way down your mother's mouth No point fighting someone already losing (Why?) 'Cause from a distance people can't tell and start confusing My right hook give out multiple contusions And don't believe the 'Gram homie, it's all an illusion And when it comes to beef, these rappers, they don't be shooting I kill any beat even if I don't like it She gave you the pussy once and then you wifed it I'm putting Snapchat filters on my face Doing the doggy in the mirror when I pipe it There's nothin' like it Live from Rikers, it's the lifers Gorilla motherfucking Nems, yeah righteous I see the light from the dark side And it's still a far cry from the skeletons in my archives That's why I drink away the pain and spark loud and let it be Wipe the memory from my hard drive I see the light from the dark side And it's still a far cry from the skeletons in my archives That's why I drink away the pain and spark loud and let it be Wipe the memory from my hard drive ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YcYOo0fkx0

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