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

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

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

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

Stegosaurus, Norris with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a of warrants
You some? Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on excessive and pressure points,
and dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four 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 form I'm Desert Storm
Appetite for destruction, there's no for
Aggressive, forceful, and less in every morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns fell off the yellow short bus

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

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

One ball and half a Apple Watch

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

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

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on 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 hate blondes!" and one...
I'm

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

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a of Trump supporters underwater
Snuck up on 'em in in a gray van with a spray tan
a wrap, like an ACE bandage

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

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

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

Addiction to friction and
who can't escape the habit
Continue to 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 with a gauge to blast it, and sped in the station wagon
Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's crazy in the backseat throwin' Stayfree pads at me
Dead passenger in the passenger
Unfasten the latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires
'finna get a murder case and catch it like you threw it at me in plastic

And send Dylann Roof the windshield of the Benz
until he spins like a pinwheel and feelin'
like a windmiller with a build while his skin's peelin',
and skids 'til he hits a cement
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go 'zilla, The Rap God?
When will I quit? been realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens iller than Prince in a or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
killer, avenge syllable binge
Fill a syringe, I...

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

The broad hunter with the 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 objects 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 this much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter?

was for 50

Little slap on the wrist, be
I'm quickly
My squabbles, I'm grappling with time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse history, with a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles what happened to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of attack when I'm my problems
Wish my chest wasn't 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 than a fucking Agatha Christie novel!

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

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

Molly, I'm off you
Man, some kush
You're my first take, I'll you
lie, I gush
If I won you over, you would be the grand
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a
You can get it in the can like Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small, three pant sizes
Tush against your damn side, your puss
and are squished
What kind of that?
I'm to be rode
Psychopath, bet you get it poppin' like a flat

Light the match to the wrath
Got knives to slash and slice hermaphrodites in
Piper Chapman might just have to me like a scab

to describe in fact
Startling, violent, are things 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 if I star 69'ed the track

Why am I such a