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as my penis arise like a phoenix out of fire

fresh attire yet not yet retired I don't get tired

deny the vile alignment of rhymes

to fuck with yo mind with style refined

fuck a contract ill sign my own autograph

like I signed over my soul to my self

nasty as me even the lucifer left

when he got swept under my belt

what he felt its irrelevant, as I am a gent

havin u bent on my rape bench

I cringe by the tought of that new invention

produced by KurtKoben and DeadOnEntry

im about to pillage in yo pantry

its so devilliciousm yeah that leprechaun in me is so viciously crazy

call it delicious,i crack that corn from yo asshole like biscuits

the final product how can I not release this, its the jiiz

me and the fam havin a piss, satans ass on my fist

clitoris bitches wont be able to fathom this

recognize in a bliss as u get yo ass rinsed

with that common sense and cum incense

as u lynched and startin to stench

after a imitation of a grinch with a wrench

I see u getting kinda drenched

let me get changed, u better keep them butt cheeks clenched

as leprechaun emerges with the surge to suddenly merge

emergency emergency, satans getting kinda stingy

than I usually think, so I go another inch

only he saw that side of me, multi talented like da-vinci

rinse and repeat the insanity

as me and deadonentry belch and grin

throw the leftover in the trash bin

 

after I jazzed on all the damn facts

what u don't realize is what I prepared for your demise

lies in what u been wondering on what life is

bitch in wonderfull tight dress

crack whore in dirty holed vest

is more what it really is,

rip off at best , I want to plunder yo ass

insanity more than vast

imagined from childhood but erected at last

drafted from past, lester the magister

leavin them pussy lips messed up

before I jazzed of I molest u of course

cuz u my love, discover u will if u take the tape off

I take the time off so u can stay on the sofa

as I soap up soap up cleaning off the stench of oprah

I wasn't sober than but now its diddely over

guess what the tought is

more revolting, gags and balls staright outta Baltic

u probably recalled that it did taste salty

that time I sauced off like nick Nolte

nothin can hold me I am the fuckin Baltic

insulting that u think u can fuck with me, my courtesy

my currency is jizz on flags, gag some crack

crack some cracks as I wreck em and than some

just u wait till I get gist of the rum,, yum yum

the pirate in me go dumb on u son

leprechaun in me like a contagion, run run u better run