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BRAINWA$HED
- Yeah....damn...cash or credit?
- The way that I make my money its insane because their ain't a drop of evidence I, could take your whole life away with a pull of that 12 gauge your safe but not when I got a crazy, ass mind your a fool for changing names because your address always traces back..to me motherfucker today is the day you will learn what death even tastes like
- I got the mouth of a snake cause bitch I'm a beast to this game you pull a trick on me I will escape the chains, so here I am I knock at your door with my Glock in my drawers one click bitch and your life is gone yeah don't play with me, I'm not the type of rapper you hear on your SoundCloud, I'm the type of rapper that gets kicked off because he's got a loud mouth and my fucking lyrics are dark like an outhouse y'all ever hear of Dark 5 up on YouTube? I took my machete and shoved it down the fucking throats of Goofy and Mickey Mouse..also, tell Donald to duck because once I hit the throttle on this chainsaw ugh, shits gonna get ugly cause it's a doll named Chuckie and he's coming back to reclaim the cheese from his husband
- Faggots, Dikes, lesbians and gays grab em' like a rag twist tight and send em' to the grave, I NEVER SUPPORTED THAT SHIT! I wanna attack and slice at a fucking semen parade, end it all in a casket like I replaced roses with a hand grenade flash bangs isn't a sex move, it's to attract the maggots tonight let them start feeding on legs cause I'm a damn carnivore, dang it's a cry for gay rights all over again I might have to ignite this gasoline and erase the scene!
- I'm evil, twisted and majestic when it comes to torture and pain you fuckers don't get it, I was born to make, money and stir up problems when I take a baby I shake it until it's head falls off (aw) shit, "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water" playing with blood, Im never caught red handed cause I'm like a doctor to these bitches so accurate in surgery when I'm done I stamp em' with my fat dick! in the bank I told y'all before I never use guns you just wait for a fucking mechanical accident, I come in that bitch with my rusty hatchet in hand ready to attack ya' take a hostage you can't acknowledge you got shitty bars but I kick the stars up so they stay in the fucking sky make a smart wish, and wish that I was dead cause if your wish doesn't fear me at all your gonna be sorry
- You sell dope like a "G" when I kill like a disease, there is a big difference between me and these gangsters who think they run the streets cause you may know the corner to score crack, and you may know the block you "own" because you sell out of a backpack but that night you sell perfectly, I'll be in the alleys following, under your fucking porch strapped with a blade wearing a gas mask hollowing out your bedroom walls were upstairs oh shit your mother just called, she wants her money back but how she speaking when I killed her for her wallet?
- Whether it's drugs or lives I'm taking, a rapper like me y'all can't compare to the hell I'm raising, they call me Ozzy, cause I hunt like a wolf and bark at the moon in my cell I can't take it my mind is drifting but this car I'm driving, I just wanna drive off the bridge man and hit this pavement, cause you think I'm stupid and deaf but the shit you talk should be backed up with sewage oh wait, your the only one who wastes money over that woops (haha) with you being sewage, we should switch places, give me your bitch and mansion and you live in the basement yeah, I'm insane man, craving money and violence today kids, I cut off the eyelids to make them watch a brain stem get picked like an apple in the backyard, hang em' back on the tree my Christmas is here early bitch, and your gift is in the living room ticking enjoy your final evening (ha ha)
- Yeah.... Maniacle motherfuckers...next time you cash a check, think about it...about how much money controls you ha, a fucking paper you wipe an ass with man....Money... results..in Violence....
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