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the fuck away

My neck feel strain
My head is spinning
Thinking too much bitch
I'm overloading off the stains
Like bloody paints
Can't pretend my canvas

you're texting guys, but we're having sex tonight
Mess with my posse, die
I'm not real? that's gossip lies
I'll testify next sunrise, shocking, get

by the posse comitatus
Feeling high in the clouds, cirrostratus
My dick's really small from eating boiled cabbage
Veggie Tales is gay, guess I'll eat

Chill and Hussle

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

and hussle
Nigga we got dem flippers for that ass
{2x}

Verse Two: {Yella Boy}

Like Black and Moe I got this shit sold
Cock diesel by my side another homicide

gettin' groceries
I waits behind the mailbox, like an old drunkard,
As Archie Bunker, comfortable?  Ya bitch'you,
You see I walk by, I ride by, I drive by

by the code
Gems of game yea I study the lessons
Know I’m not gon stop till I’m reaching my goals
I had it packed in the party with thotties on molly

count my money by the pound know my girl she wanna hit
This shit go up then it be down know I got a lot of grit
That bitch be buried in the ground glove

down 
No clowns are at all allowed
Everybody out 
No sound when we come to town
What's that all about?
Jake$wisher
Fake killer 
For the sake of time,

and I puff out my chest
Like I'm working out bench when I say that
She talkin' about all them games, and she know I don't play that
Her boy is a bitch

Bitch you know my minds insane 
To the core
Don't look no more there's too much GORE
Fuck Out My face cause I won't leave a trace
I kill you with water

some niggas switched up, by my day went ten toes down
Stay in your lane, there's a fork in the road, gotta chose where to go now
Niggas insane, they'll

Friends Don't Let Friends Listen to Rap Metal

2 Skinnee J's

Sexy Karate

2003

with freight trains as my proxy 
You wanna battle?
Are you insane like that clown posse?
Move along like the throngs in Powaqaatsi 
We sling the shit

wanna see me get buck with the quick-en-ess
Put it down on you clowns fast
Is you with it bitch, be the past bitch
I'm the only bitch that's doin it,

Centurion

Earl Sweatshirt

Doris

2013

the Tec
Hear in full-effect, eat a dick and cut a check, bitch
Few niggas I'm on a first-name basis with
Address me by the alias, that trunk weighted

Psycho

Ganksta N-I-P

The South Park Psycho

1992

that's alright, I'ma slam her
Catch that bitch by herself, and beat her the fuck up with a hammer

Throw your daughter in the air, hope that bitch break

how I aim I  feel insane like sadam usain fast like usain I fly like a crane I let it go rain
IM A Villian like Bain blue blood in my veins I'm chewing

From What I Was Told

Soulja Slim

I Got the Hook Up

1998

like that you little clown ass hoe
If my flow was a gun, bitch you would run
When you hear my come, from the head
Every lyric is a bullet
Fuckin' ya up

Epar

Earl Sweatshirt

Earl

2010

intervention
Clown of the class and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
Catch 'em

we call reality 
Mimicry isn't mastery 
Don't fall victim to flattery 
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball 
You couldn't

Let me get up in this ring and do the chicken wing
I'll fuck around inside this bitch and murder everything
She been waiting for this moment like

Uh
Insane when you face the front row
Outside, looking in thru the blurred window
Abstract from the block back home
On go anytime Caroline say "go"

on you clowns fast
Is you wit it bitch, be da past bitch
I'm the only bitch that's doin it
Baller hat fit
On my head, is you wit it mane
Cardial frames

heat with his pistol
And fucking the game it so goddamn insane grabbing the hair by the fistful
Doing an itty bitti  bibidi babidy boo
Glock doo doo doo 

a bitch I can't fuck with a skeezer

Off the Remmy I think imma black out
She a Treesh so I'm blowing her back out
Growing up you was always a class clown