| I never talk the shit
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| Niggas only walk the shit
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| I pour that bitch a drink of piss
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| Until she stumble with a lisp
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| Blogs put me on a list
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| And niggas steady talking spoof
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| Niggas pussy
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| Nigga spam
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| I hang the ruger to his tooth
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| Niggas jousting with a knife
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| I put the carbon to his neck
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| I split his fucking throat to pieces then get Logi with the tech
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| The fucking best
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| To mess up
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| Kiss miss? |
| Address? |
| Yeah
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| Dismiss my dick
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| My piss stains her dress up
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| Fondling with my Dickey’s
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| I mark the bitch up with hickeys
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| I tell her to leave at six because Jessica’s fucking Brittney
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| And I just wanted the clip
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| Sorry you’re not amused
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| I just hate every bitch that I’ve met in a month or two
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| You see, society’s a fault
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| And bitch it’s probably your fault
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| I hope fucking feel like shit
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| Because I fucking hate you bitch
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| I fucking fucking hate you bitch
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| I really fucking hate you bitch
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| You already know, fuck it, fuck it
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| I’ll just rap about some other dumb shit
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| DIVERSA_UNIT with the shooters
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| I shoot at student with rulers
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| I make collateral damages
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| Spread 'em out like a tumor
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| It’s rumored I had a room full of bloody hands and a cooler
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| A cougar, a couple cooters
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| A tiny banner from Hooters
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| Off with their fucking heads
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| I just wanted 'em dead
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| Convinced me to go outside
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| Now there’s bodies all in the shed
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| Mentality made of bones
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| Psychosis is on the phone
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| It’s screaming and fucking yelling at Eric to bring him home
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| I disconnected the phone
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| Ran to his mother’s home
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| Drop a body of a human
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| It almost look like a clone
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| What the fuck am I on?
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| Symbolically out of codes
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| So I’ll just fucking say it now
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| Alright, you found me
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| Like- like what?
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| What’s the point? |