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I will kill you
- i come to every club with intention to do harm with a prosthetic arm smelling
- like boone's farm hiding under tables as soon as i hear alarms, paranoid thief
- that'll steal from his own mom's, conniving con, artist with a bomb strapped to my
- stomach screaming let's get it on, a lush that love to drink, drunk driving a tank,
- rollin' over a bank, cops see me and faint i'm drastic, i'm past my limit of coke
- i think i'll up my high by slitting your throat, push your baby carriage into the street,
- till' it's mince meat, your men been beat the minute i step onto your street
- i fucking hate you, i'll take your drawers down while emma videotapes you
- satan done got me on this song, eating a hot dog while reading the qu'ran
- while i'm on the john, take it back sisqo, you know where it belongs now
- here's a gun, i'll put it in your palm now go up and blow dry hills arms off
- fuck your love songs, just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gonna swing on
- i'm king kong, guns blow you to kingdom come, show your machine gun
- funk, i've got sixteen m 16's and one pump, this snub I'm my paw shove it
- in your jaw have you running out this fucking club in your drawers, yeah
- we loving them broads, there's nothing to applaud but fuck it it's all good,
- the hood is up in the source, i'm a nigga who loves scuffles and i won't
- hesitate to sock you again with swollen knuckles i'm like that, catch a nigga
- like bear traps blow his head right back in front of a priest saying' you hear that!
- i slap your freak, bump you and you won't speak if you step on my feet
- you'll get drowned in your own drink, i suffocated my own shrink just for
- talking, came back and fucked up his pallbearers and made em' drop his coffin
- these beads i'm swinging is stinging em' see all these niggas, when i step up in
- the club i'm bringing em', if any nigga looking to hard we rodney king'n em'
- malice green to them and gasoline em' with premium light a cigarette and
- flick it at him or spit it at him hold up a picture of his family and kick it at em'
- blast while you right hooking, right while your wife's looking fuck fight music
- both this is loosing your life music, i'ma spit it right in the faces of you racists
- and hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit you liberace's
- versace's and you nazis watch me, cause you think you got me in the hot
- seat, you motherfuckers wanna judge me cause your not me you'll
- never stop me, i'm top speed as you pop me you can't even drop me
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