Immortal

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Don't fuck with me so I don't fuck with you
you're on the top me I'm on the bottom fucking you
when I drop this fucking depression record
fight you with an extension chord and a ninja sword
sign to a label and get bitches like your mother
on the table and fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
you'll have to wait 9 months for a little brother to bother
so don't start with the beef there's no need for killing each other
feeding each other bullets until we willingly suffer
physically shudder from allergy when I feed you peanut cream butter
the meanest keen fucker making you rot till your deepest green color
interesting guvnor what do you die for besides a menacing lover
yeah you laugh till you're motherfucking cracked in two
smashing you till you're motherfucking black and blue
grabbing you by the face and start smacking through
get in a car step on the gas and flatten you
think you're cool you're minuscule compared to me
a singing fool in a kiddie pool ain't scaring me
bring Chronic from Liverpool to jump you till you're begging me
to make him stop but your cries and screams ain't tempting me
your simple lyrical content ain't impressing me
a generic miracle with a high vulgarity
like Jews in camps you'll get concentrated
like JFK you're gonna get assassinated
suffocated and razor bladed
then place your limbs to be refrigerated
rhyming subliminal rhymes though I'm educated
I renegaded every single person I met
I'm worse than a pet who's being fricking starved to death
eating darvocet wearing a full armor set
my karma's dead and my car's possessed
passed the test though i'm not the best
lyrical architect, the one who armed the west
sitting berserk feeding a bird
eating dessert killing the world
seeing the birth of a being on earth
feeling the hurt flipping the bird
digging the dirt being a jerk
stick and insert sleep in at work
finding the time to write a good rhyme on the sexy desk clerks paperwork
wish the best for me when i read your pinterest story
you're not interesting me just looking at me molestingly
and generally i'm fed up of you and you're fed up of me
*ning*ning* I'm General Lee cook you on rotisserie
like bar and grill i scar and kill im bizarre and ill
how you feel like having cancer like Lauren Hill
you say you gonna kill but you rap for appeal
I put my pants down to give a whore a meal
they ignore the skill cuz they only care I'm white
17 years old and still never ever had a fight
better have a light shine in my pitch black world
switch tracks and talk mish-mash bold
bitch asks me to unfold the story untold about me
my life filled with dicks who fight and doubt me
but what the fuck would they ever do without me
act hard until you get fucked in the army
fuck rap maybe i should quit singing my flows
pierce a big ring in my nose
keep ringing my hoes
still Bill Clinton knows how to start a war
strap a C4 on me and blast in El Salvador
fuck you more Kipling just kidding you whore
I'm killing you all with the shit I'm feeding you all
shady witch snaky bitch gift you red tulips
pull out a gun and make you sweat bullets
Yavomaggot? Damn right Yovomaggot!
go fuck your step dad again since I'm a faggot
i fucking had it I'm leaving this place with suicide
highway to hell and I'm a give you a ride

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Yavomag
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