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Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store with a Treacherous Four
and a recorder
in Ecuador with Edward

Witness the metamorphosis of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman from the Hessian war and the origin of the Headless Horseman

Born with the of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and reservoir of cords in dresser drawers, and deadbolts on the bedroom door, and sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin
boyfriend!

Use intercourse to settle scores with women who have vendettas men
Dickhead is forced in 'till shredded foreskin
torn, and they're only bein' fed a portion
Bed sores, and sore shins, whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' metal in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to Hell and fell a
A predator, I'm for competitors
Better 'em, what I lack in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in like a cosmetic store

Stegosaurus, Chuck Norris with a
Yes, of course, a mess of
You want some? and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on excessive and pressure points,
and George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four inch heels to address the court
a bullseye on his back
His whole chest, and torso are left on the doorsteps of dad as a present for him!

In my present I'm Desert Storm
Appetite for destruction, there's no for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the short bus

Met a contortionist said, "When you get sexual?"
She said, "However I fit in schedule. I'm flexible."

Expired on the Saturn...
Got Catherine Bach in the back in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on at a traffic stop gettin' harassed, signed an autograph for asshole cop's daughter
Laughed 'cause I called her a on it, he spat on it, and brought it back lookin' half in shock
Had a heart attack, and dropped
Started fallin' back with it, and got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice

One and half a dick: Apple Watch

Cracked front axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop with David
Pulled Tabasco sauce out of my
Knocked over a fisherman's tackle box and asked if they had a in stock?
That was stupid...

You got it twisted, all 'cause I offered this bitch a doggie biscuit, you me misogynistic?
Bitch, get to massagin' dick!
Like spas in this bitch, on it with gobs of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run odds and ends with
There's not a bitch on this earth I can be with
non-existent

Robin Thicke with a dick on some suave and slick shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches like fuckin' missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
Like gone ballistic, with a frostin' tip kit
Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one...
I'm

to start shit
Shovin' Clark undergarments in the glove compartment of the bucket, bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx
I'm parkin' up at Targets, trouble causer, a double crosser,
shadiest mothafucka ever come across
gymnast, been known for "some assaults"
A lawsuits, enough to cause a stomach ulcer
Same brain scan results as Rainman's'es
aweful when Dustin Hoffman's dressin' up in your mummy costume
on stage to "Brain Damage,"
What's the problem? Nothing's wrong, the name brand is to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of Trump underwater
Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a van with a spray tan
It's a wrap, like an ACE

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the with the stagehand
She wants
Pre-arrange an plan
Three-inch on point, like a See-and-Say

me a dangerous man, but you should be afraid of this dang candidate
You say Trump don't kiss ass a puppet 'cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin'
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the who doesn't have to answer to no one?
idea!

If I was president "gettin' off" is the order of business
once I get in
Second thing make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
a latex and an AIDS test at him!
Tell Congress I run this land, and I want the banned, and make it snappy

to friction and static
Addict who can't escape the
to chase the dragon, but as fate would have it,
I walked up in Major Magics dressed as the maintenance man in a laser tag vest and a racin' jacket a gauge to blast it, and sped away in the station wagon
Stacey and Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' Stayfree pads at me
passenger in the passenger seat
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster
get a murder case and catch it like you threw it at me encased in plastic

And send Dylann Roof through the of the Benz
until he spins a pinwheel and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin build his skin's peelin',
and skids he hits a cement pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, knock it the upper peninsula
You wanna go against 'zilla, The Rap
When will I quit? Never realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens iller than Prince in a chinchilla or Ben Stiller in a thriller
Revenge killer, avenge syllable
Fill a syringe, I...

Draw first
Even pop on my pop shit, and it's popular
Couldn't be more awkwarder cause innocence I robbed you of
It's my fingers that got up
Taught ya ta, not give a hockey puck

The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's lopped off of ya, but I'm not gonna get the shotgun or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox 'cause I'm into that are sharp when I shop, and it's not a shock, I'm such an obnoxious fucker...
The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would have thought this much of a cocksucker to go the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?

was for 50

Little on the wrist, be warned
I'm quickly
My squabbles, I'm grappling with time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles like what to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of attack when I'm my problems
Wish my wasn't having to get these rhymes off 'em
But the fact that I so many rappers against me mind boggles
And why I haven't come back on these faggots who diss me is more of a spectacular mystery a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

But my is wearing thin
I been contemplatin' rubbing shit in your face 'til I smear it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen and never appear again if you actually had fuckin' to end

But then I think of Molly Qerim and I 'em in that direction and forget my ideas for them...

Molly, I'm off you
Man, some kush
my first take, I'll nail you
Can't lie, I
If I won you over, you be the grand prize
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a
You can get it in the can like some Anheuser
Jeans too small, least three sizes
Tush against your damn side, your puss
and are squished
What of attire's that?
I'm to be rode
Psychopath, bet you we'll get it poppin' a flat

the match to ignite the wrath
Got to slash and slice hermaphrodites in half
Piper Chapman just have to picket me like a scab

Hard to describe in
Startling, violent, perhaps are that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that
And you aren't surprised at that, but as far as these lines I rap,
and these bars, wouldn't dial it back if I star 69'ed the

Why am I such a