In lifted Toyota 4Runner with burners that cleanse hoods like street sweepers
In lifted Toyota 4Runner with burners that cleanse hoods like street sweepers
get broke in half, you don't have the synapse to stop not even the jaw of life can save ya
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I wear black hoodies so they can't identify me
Domestic terrorist how lyrically I’m deadly as Ted Kaczynski in a hoody
Adidas game of death three stripes
After I Dr. Claw his chest and finish him with an OJ knife
Call me the condom you always end up in the trash
Syrup emcees are stuck in sticky situations of karma
Verses are pancake flipped as I wrap heads like Aunt Jemima
I got emcees missing on boxes like uncle Ben's
I cut spontaneous corpses buried without limbs
Treacherous vaginas, Delilah clipped Samson's wig cause he wouldn't enlist in her militia
I'm heartless like Fredo Starr when he shot the little girl in Clockers
Hitting below the belt like dirty boxer's
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It's no competition so bring forth a petition to protest my splendor
The apprehensive apprehendor captured souls are returned to sendor
With a Mexican sicario detrimental disposition I hunt down the competition
There's nothing petite how I keep my aim steady
Emcees are shot up free falling like Tom Petty
I crack heads like Bobby Brown and Flavor Flav
Colder than Nino Brown using the little girl for a shield when he got shot at
Hoe here's some soap and a towel wash that pussy bathe
Murder rates elevate, feeble cats are half the man I am so I snuff'em with eight
I stay on deck with ludicrous fast and furious effects like Paul Walker's car wreck
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