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  1. Ay yo, catch me in the wrong time and place
  2. Especially East 128th and you'll be chopped
  3. No matter what face or race you embrace
  4. Use your body as a prop to get my next victim
  5. I'm the symbolism of someone who uses lyricism
  6. To display what he sees everyday like forms of racism
  7. Like, fuck capitalism, I'd rather support feminism
  8. I'm a product of cynicism, hitting weak metabolisms
  9. I got my third eye out, kicking shit like Road House
  10. Fucking punching motherfuckers till they get gout
  11. I spread the blood like mustard
  12. My pistol is numbered, I'm poking necks with a box cutter
  13. Till I puncture the structure and cause abnormal blood ruptures
  14. Clept lips how I stay on the up and upper
  15. I swear to God call dinner supper again
  16. I'll leave your body dismembered in the suspense of December
  17. I'm using gadgets to fool the inspector
  18. I'm the inventor of eating twins in the womb
  19. I'm assumed to be the captain of the cruise and the ship
  20. Stuffin microchips in the tits of the bitch wit the littlest shit
  21. All my fucking verses sound like a script to a skit
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  23. [Hook]
  24. I'm slicin' the next nigga to say flick of the wrist
  25. Punchline knock em' out at the blunt of the hit
  26. Watch ya granddaughter strip in the mist of her kids
  27. This is the intro to my ill mind, I call it insomniac
  28. I'm the will kill ill megalomaniac
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  30. Let it be written, I severed the heads in the kitchen
  31. Spittin' the wicked, got em' fryin' the chicken
  32. Pistol whip em' then send em' back to prison
  33. Y'all imprisoned wit Helen Keller's vision
  34. Fuck your religion and its envision
  35. Just like my career its all a superstition
  36. Depict me from my depiction, send me to crucifixion
  37. I'll rob Ford for his nixon, then ask him bout' Nixon
  38. I'm from the 212, 646, where it only take 6 seconds
  39. To reckon ya 2 kids not on the intersection
  40. Sellin' their booty for about one hundred eleven
  41. I'm a New York adolescent teachin' lessons
  42. From Madison Avenue to my Flatbush brethen
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