Yall better be [?] This sh** is a lil different
Okay let me spit this scripture
After I k** a n***a I pull out the phone and take a quick picture
n***as calling me Sweeney Todd cuz I cut them up and make Philly Steaks
Been the bones then they really brake then refrigerate Imma [?]
Grr I saw some sh** when I was six and then got my head f**ed up
Told my momma homegirl to play with my dick (I'm serious man)
And it felt sick then about six minutes later it got thick
And I have been nuttin on their faces ever since
I think I'm missing a brain I'll be throwing up skin suits
And hanging em up in the closet and the rest I'll throw that b**h in the bay
I really should keep taking my prozac
Cuz I'll make your door wet in the throw back jersey turned [?]
Babys momma s**in that big dick is what I witness
I slit that b**h in the wrist when I seen that sh** God as your witness
I watched her bleed all over the couch then the b**h start screaming
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So I put the duct tape all over her mouth after d**h start eating
sh** Imma mother f**ing barber with a straight razor
I'm the reason they keep finding sh** in the harbor
I brag about it wrote letter to the police I don't give a f**
I'll put that nine-millimeter to your head before they lock me up
I know you looking for them tight rhymes in the night time
I shine and I spit harder then a pipe line when I write mine
So I ain't worried about your light lines n***a I just went your life lines
For some reason your raps sound just like mine
Okay let me spit this scripture
n***as want me to fall and you can see it like a picture
I throw it like a pitcher you can catch it like a bat catcher
Hit you in the helmet the ref wont like the (gas expected[?])
Strip em bu*t naked eat them for breakfast b**h I cut them sections up
You don't believe they up in the freezer they all sectioned up
I like meat I just started eating vegetables
Hit em with the AK-47 now he's ah vegetable
See ready set go behead him family let go
Imma bout to let Tech know getting him bout the wet s** oh
Then I'm about to have s** oh
Then I'm about to slit necks no
Then I'm about to get wet
I'm hostile and its possible
That I cut you up so much there ain't even no need for the hospital
Math couldn't even make you logical you trying to f** with me
Thats who thats why your whole roster broke
So many can take this wrong I better watch my back
These n***as will pop at me but n***a I'll pop right back
Strange music in the house.
Smoking weed all day get ready.
Fully loaded, your boi spidda man.
Seven on the mother f**ing beat and of course Rob Rebeck.
Na what I mean shouts out to Tech N9NE, Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko, Stevie Stone!