Ready to Go (Censored)
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We all have now awaken this demon Who's only mission is to kill while the victim is screaming While their squirming in his ***** Later he'll be dreaming About them as he's sleeping No need for freaking It'll be all ever soon after every greedy ***** has been beaten And their corpse has been eaten And if your a greedy ***** then you too will hear this demon creepin I'm coming out the gates I'm ready to wrestle with the Greats Put the kettle on I'm about to burn down this sacred place And bury with my golden shovel the body's that are burnt These ***** took a shot and hit me but ***** it I ain't hurt Now their teeth are resting While I'm pressing them against the curb The press is stressing For my attention man do they ever have the nerve To show up to my place and pace and paint me like I'm the first ***** to get angry and murder a ***** verse You never herd of me cuz I've been locked up and kicked with dirt They took away the hip hop And they slaved me to the work But what these ***** got Was a devil outburst I broke away from their chains And crushed their skulls into their brains And ripped away their veins In exchange For my pains You ***** like to joke around and play games Well ***** now I got a good hold of these reins Get prepared for this hurricane To blow and shoot flames I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go They tell me I need to cool it I'm gettin too low on coolant If I continue to produce this heat then I will lose it Do I look like I'm ***** I know your not a cupid The only reason For this treason Is to keep my music muted If you ***** wanna keep from being wounded Take your suited unit out before I dilute it And leave them ***** looted This mind is too lucid Your gonna have to stand behind the line stupid And watch this superhuman Rip apart your life and leave it ruined Sharpen up a knife and get moving And start proving How much damage One man can manage While he's fully bandaged Left abandoned and stranded Is enough to start an ambush I'm mad enough to murder in front of all cameras Project all the cuts across a leather canvas Too better understand this Hip hop I didn't plan this Life popped and then it vanished Hip hop was ***** planted I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go I have a temper that is fuming As I walk into the room I'm Consuming Every ***** thing that is moving For everyone not moving I'll be there looming Patiently waiting for you to make your move then I'll drag you to my booth and Get you a nice cushion Making sure your butts in Go and grab my gun and Beat you with the butt end You think it's funny muffin ***** I ain't bluffing Now let me show you something Check out my pulse It wants to crush skulls Feel these ***** balls as they bust through walls The ones who stand tall Will now feel small They'll bow and they'll crawl As I over power them all I'm grabbing them over the counter In their billion dollar tower Beat them for an hour And watch their ***** shower Watch these ***** in power Squirm around like little cowards As I strangle them to death while my music grows louder I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go I got my raps I got the tracks I got the rhythm I got the flow I took the trash I got my gats I feel the adrenaline I got my dough I got the looks I got the act I got my coat I got my phone I got the body bags baby I'm ready to ***** go
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