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A bunch of rhymes
An evil villian
fillin up on candy stolen from children
At least I'm resourceful enough to keep livin so
give me a thousand I'll turn it into a million...
sling abortions out of vans to christian orphans... now damn I make a killin
What fuck do I give?
Pity?- your shitting me I was brung up in mice shit.
Now I don't care I'll sell anything you're buying...
So go ahead don't fight it... buy it like you like it...
make me a million like I said; turn me into a psychic
Go shoot up vinegar mixed with this her
crackhead fixture
a mixture so diabolical
do like Richard Pryor and fry your follicles
shoot up an 8 ball and straight fall into ya man cave wall
work hard play hard all the way to the graveyard no food find an acorn
eyes roll skyward and dont know what to pray for
you scrape chore while the police go and make more
They sayin life is a game?
The way I'm playin' I'm just the same.
See come conquer
killin' like a stalker
No door knocker
straight raid comin' through your livin' room
An assassin maskin the hash scent
when the police come a-askin'
where your fuckin' mom and dad went.
Yeah just bask in the advent
of a devil out for the casket
let my spirit come back with some gas and
a fuckin' matchstick
watch as my earthly body's turnin' to ashes
man I'll laugh when it happens
light all of you bastards while you lookin' at me throwing out flowers
How much given back to society?-No fucks
Before I ever do I'll just say smoke up some dope drugs
show up in the cab yall go nuts, here have some bathsalt in a crackpipe
spray some mace for flavors sake and bite your face thats all yeah thats rights
come back to the crime spot
punch out my time clock
pull out my shotty drop about ninety cops I hope you see me as the worst person
Lookin down at myself like third person
They sayin life is a game?
The way I'm playin I'm just the same.
smart bombs from dumb people
start qualms to trump evil
smart phones to dumb children
hard boned and drug dealin'
the more the marrier
let the shit blow up
like a never ending merry go round,
four horseman show up
on an aircraft carrier
they rose up to show us their souls tough
damn right I know what to vote up
so whats the show for? just scaring us...
in the livin room sip soda
smoke up the mota aroma an aura of coma
just sit and watch thrones as the officer breaks into my home to fill out his quota
of no love just tear up if you aint bipolar
only the oil is colder we have no luck no magic
so tragic you go spastic and smoke plastic
wrote addlibbs and grow bad habbits
so mad it flashes on the face of the mad hatter at Alice
down the whole for rabbits you were never supposed to manage
your way to the queen of hearts palace so tragic
you lose your head when they hack it
crack in through your password so callous
your enemy you can't see can you even imagine?
no longer human only a target attracting the masses
like a corpse for the maggots
the ultimate treasure like the carpenters challice
I am here to bring nothing but mallice that is the challenge
with this life in the matrix...
i hate this
grab the red pill take six
prey with hatred
freemason just lay brick
stay sick and pave this way lit all night and all day kid
come off the cross and look at your laws
they are all sporadic
give us all a gun and lock up more addicts
I'm so alone
sittin here stoned in a coma
smoke up so much nasty ass leaf, pass me that homegrown
molded from the lung and the throat hit
It aint even potent so I gotta smoke the whole shit
I smoke it because it's the only reason I ever wrote shit
Never need a hobby better
no pills
Zero tolerance
just like your schools
each kid sits; drools like they're shooting up check their piss and stools
they all fucked up
kkk halloween costumes little kids start a march up
blame the fucking parents
blame the war on terror
blame everything that takes away all these kids innocence... everything that they're scared of
fuckin kids today?
convinced they Al Capone... fuckin Tony snortin Coca
overdosed passed dead just bulletproof
Killin noisy fuckin neighbors when the bullet goes through face first and shoots the roof
fillin up on candy stolen from children
At least I'm resourceful enough to keep livin so
give me a thousand I'll turn it into a million...
sling abortions out of vans to christian orphans... now damn I make a killin
What fuck do I give?
Pity?- your shitting me I was brung up in mice shit.
Now I don't care I'll sell anything you're buying...
So go ahead don't fight it... buy it like you like it...
make me a million like I said; turn me into a psychic
Go shoot up vinegar mixed with this her
crackhead fixture
a mixture so diabolical
do like Richard Pryor and fry your follicles
shoot up an 8 ball and straight fall into ya man cave wall
work hard play hard all the way to the graveyard no food find an acorn
eyes roll skyward and dont know what to pray for
you scrape chore while the police go and make more
They sayin life is a game?
The way I'm playin' I'm just the same.
See come conquer
killin' like a stalker
No door knocker
straight raid comin' through your livin' room
An assassin maskin the hash scent
when the police come a-askin'
where your fuckin' mom and dad went.
Yeah just bask in the advent
of a devil out for the casket
let my spirit come back with some gas and
a fuckin' matchstick
watch as my earthly body's turnin' to ashes
man I'll laugh when it happens
light all of you bastards while you lookin' at me throwing out flowers
How much given back to society?-No fucks
Before I ever do I'll just say smoke up some dope drugs
show up in the cab yall go nuts, here have some bathsalt in a crackpipe
spray some mace for flavors sake and bite your face thats all yeah thats rights
come back to the crime spot
punch out my time clock
pull out my shotty drop about ninety cops I hope you see me as the worst person
Lookin down at myself like third person
They sayin life is a game?
The way I'm playin I'm just the same.
smart bombs from dumb people
start qualms to trump evil
smart phones to dumb children
hard boned and drug dealin'
the more the marrier
let the shit blow up
like a never ending merry go round,
four horseman show up
on an aircraft carrier
they rose up to show us their souls tough
damn right I know what to vote up
so whats the show for? just scaring us...
in the livin room sip soda
smoke up the mota aroma an aura of coma
just sit and watch thrones as the officer breaks into my home to fill out his quota
of no love just tear up if you aint bipolar
only the oil is colder we have no luck no magic
so tragic you go spastic and smoke plastic
wrote addlibbs and grow bad habbits
so mad it flashes on the face of the mad hatter at Alice
down the whole for rabbits you were never supposed to manage
your way to the queen of hearts palace so tragic
you lose your head when they hack it
crack in through your password so callous
your enemy you can't see can you even imagine?
no longer human only a target attracting the masses
like a corpse for the maggots
the ultimate treasure like the carpenters challice
I am here to bring nothing but mallice that is the challenge
with this life in the matrix...
i hate this
grab the red pill take six
prey with hatred
freemason just lay brick
stay sick and pave this way lit all night and all day kid
come off the cross and look at your laws
they are all sporadic
give us all a gun and lock up more addicts
I'm so alone
sittin here stoned in a coma
smoke up so much nasty ass leaf, pass me that homegrown
molded from the lung and the throat hit
It aint even potent so I gotta smoke the whole shit
I smoke it because it's the only reason I ever wrote shit
Never need a hobby better
no pills
Zero tolerance
just like your schools
each kid sits; drools like they're shooting up check their piss and stools
they all fucked up
kkk halloween costumes little kids start a march up
blame the fucking parents
blame the war on terror
blame everything that takes away all these kids innocence... everything that they're scared of
fuckin kids today?
convinced they Al Capone... fuckin Tony snortin Coca
overdosed passed dead just bulletproof
Killin noisy fuckin neighbors when the bullet goes through face first and shoots the roof
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