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meat is my favorite dish, and I bitches for kicks
I'm a tyrannosaurus rex, unpredictable I dont know victim's door next
Get the stick in you torso
Yeah, you thought that this was over
Thought you got away with murder
Watch me murder my deserters
This is congress secret service
Got your
stew
Sit while the kid of the Plug form aroma
Then grab a Daisy to sip your favorite brew
Lettin' this soul fire be your first prior
But don't let
favorite brew

Lettin' this soul fire be your first prior
But don't let the kick drum stub your big toe
See that the three will be your thread
But like
Sit while the kid of the plug form aroma
Then grab a daisy to sip your favorite brew
Lettin' this soul fire be your first prior,
But don't let
And bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole tank [A screech of some kind]
I've
she's more than a girl
Don't much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeah!)

[Chorus]

I just reach for style,
Yeah, you thought that this was over
Thought you got away with murder
Watch me murder my deserters
This is congress secret service
Got your
from South Central 
Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential 
For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you 
Your style is kinda dry hope
from South Central 
Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential 
For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you 
Your style is kinda dry hope
at three and in the end leave it as it is
Flow to the sway of my do-re-mi
Leaving are fixed lunatics who will hawk
Words are sent to the vents of humans
banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane, broke back ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring

My favorite was Kane, now I'm
to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was
right
Always right

I can see your protestations
As merely manipulations
What you feel is not the issue
You're so polite I want to hit you
And hope
banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was Kane, now I'm
to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was
Oh, Miss Elphaba
Many years I have waited
For a gift like yours to appear
Why, I predict the wizard
Could make you his
Magic grand vizier!
My
"All mirrors lead to my palace
My exotic pleasure temple
Wherein my court is both gracious and insatiable
Pure and obscene
For where pumps
tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonous pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
Cause I provide
[Defari] 

I got the funky feel like be	 Real 

I put "all in your head up" [B Real] wit the pure raw skill 

Franklins are my favorite
splitter, put one in ya
To the woods to ? your body
Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight
But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang
a twister
The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred
By thirteen she was pro-active and naked
Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
ass got tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonious pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
always my favorite
You could cook, you're so clean
Got your head on right, plus your body's so lean
Got a lot in common, yeah we like the same things