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    Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (yeah)
    To the English language
    With this ink
    You haters get rode on like a piece of paper
    This rap shit got me travelin' place to place
    You barely leave your house
    'Cause you're always stuck at your pad
    It's stationary
    Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm
    Gotta write it out
    Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul
    That's why you sound so shook
    Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
    Hook it inside your mouth, go-hruh
    That's what it's like when the mic is out
    'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it
    'Til your larynx and neck are split
    With these lyrics, weapons, expert with
    Like hair extensions, extra clips
    And you're scared to effin' death of it
    Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that
    In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped
    And hoodie black, should be strapped
    To a chair or stretcher
    Electric, swear on every record, bitch
    Finger so high in the air
    I'll bet your senses flip
    Like a barometric pressure switch
    Carin' less who I offend with this
    I'm at your neck like Pez dispense
    Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch!

    I'm at your throat like chloraseptic, 'septic
    And you got strep
    I'm too complex with, 'plex with
    This shit I wrote is on some next shit
    Next shit
    I'm at your throat
    I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

    And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
    All at once like I had nothin' to lose
    What can I do?
    My appetite for destruction is loose
    Destruction is loose
    And all at once just to have somethin' to chew
    Somethin' to chew
    Somethin' to chew

    Yeah, uh
    And still conjoined at the hip with hop
    still on point and poignant
    Skilled as Floyd is
    In this field, and still no filter, boy
    I'll put you in your place (yeah)
    Like a realtor, boy
    You still ain't in the buildin', boy
    I will destroy shit, even as I build it
    Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison
    Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it
    (Like what?) Like a real thin joint it
    (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern
    (And what?) In a built-in toilet
    (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (woof)
    I wouldn't heal with ointment
    Way I'm kickin' these fairies tails
    Should write a children's storybook (yeah)
    Million voices in my head
    But still get a little bit of thrill
    And some real enjoyment
    (Off what?) Off the feel of going in
    (Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain
    Like she thinks I'm dumb
    Grabs the crown of my dick
    And blows me to kingdom come
    'Til I feel anointed
    She makes iller noises
    When she's with me, must be from the Windy City
    Pretty apparent
    She's a Milf when blowin' me
    'Cause I conned her into
    Rippin' the condom in two (woo!)
    Dick is a bargainin' tool
    Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins
    Rude Jude
    I go there, you wouldn't
    Well, I still have a few views
    In common with you
    Just not Youtube, 'cause

    I'm at your throat like chloraseptic, 'septic
    And you got strep
    I'm too complex with, 'plex with
    This shit I wrote is on some next shit
    Next shit
    I'm at your throat
    I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

    You're a has-been
    That has been the case since back when
    You last went and threw your hat in the race
    You've been trash (bitch!)
    Stick your raps in the trash bin
    Or end up in my next rhyme
    You're a fuckboy, so next time
    It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
    With a Tec-9 against Rex Ryan (yeah!)
    Now watch me set it like correct time
    All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex
    I Clock rejects into the next life
    Talking reckless, but it's just my
    Strongest suit, but you can get my
    Colombian necktie
    Prostitute
    just climb in the Humvee and let's ride
    Why you hitching at night?
    I put an end to your life, sex crime
    Kidding aside, insidious vibe
    Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes
    But all you're getting is bribed
    Any old lie to try to get you inside
    Then we gon' end up spending the night
    And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
    What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
    Finds a slut, tries to surprise her
    Cuffs, ties her up
    Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
    But the muff diver must just like it rough
    Fuck right in her vagina, blood
    Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh
    (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie
    Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi
    And have a loosey-goosey
    As Cool C is with an Uzi
    But I am to rap what blue jeans mean
    To Bruce Springsteen
    Glued we be, I'm trutv
    You're too Pg
    I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee!
    No diss there, just notice there
    Are no similarities that we share
    Besides the fact we breathe air
    Happily married to rap
    And I'm glad that we buried
    The hatchet and patched it up
    Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack
    And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like

    Chloraseptic, 'septic
    And you got strep
    I'm too complex with, 'plex with
    This shit I wrote is on some next shit
    Next shit
    I'm at your throat
    I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

    And I'll take a hundred of you
    Hundred of you
    All at once like I had nothin' to lose
    What can I do?
    My appetite for destruction is loose
    Destruction is loose
    And all at once just to have somethin' to chew
    Somethin' to chew
    Somethin' to chew

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