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Alright I’m back wit’ another track
So heavy and horrorcore sounds like Jarren on crack
Wack emcee’s deserve a slap their lyrics all sound like crap
I think I came in like hulk on this track
So you better not get smashed
Man, I think I just about mastered my craft
One kid with a mission to make people laugh
One kid with a mission to make people gasp for fresh air
Shave their fricken hair
Leave their body scattered and placed in a circus fair
People seem to be scared of what I do and who is near
To the dead, look in yo’ head
Your dad is the one drinking beer
Rip off your ear
Replace it with duct tape
Your soul and mind is the thing
I’mma ductate
What do you say
Do you wanna be with your mom and dad?
Well they’re dead so I have to kill you if you wanna see them
What about my uncle Sherm?
Is he dead?
Well, I wouldn’t say that but his face is blood red
NO!
The end, is coming
You wonder, why, theirs nothing
To help you get through these fiery depths of hell
I killed Santa Claus, so now I’m the one who’s singing Jingle bells
The Illuminati thing is messing up our minds
I try to rewind on all of these horrible times
I’ll define your death
You panic in a closet while I rip this fricken contest, you be lookin’ in my pockets
You find a couple batteries
I take ’em outta your hand and shove ’em in yo’ arteries
Please don’t be such a Schizo please
No thanks, I’mma be me
Sending every body in this would a horrible disease
HA!
Man I’m giving it my all
I think I’m doing good so far but I don’t know if I’m taking it to far
Man you’re doing great
Don’t stop know.!
Ok, but I might go so savage it will make yo’ head go
KLA-POW!!
I found my mission, it’s to win this dang contest
Let X to the Z and R.A. see what I got
And I hope to make it and get more fan base
So I can show you guys what I got and what’s my taste
To beat me you need to have skill
Have to be a collage student who dropped out and swallows pills
Knives kill, ride til’ I die over miles of hills
You’re so ugly your face gives me chills
I hate reading, but I like re sighting lines
I’mma be Pickle Dee as long as I survive
But tonight, I’m smashing my mic
I think I just blew yo’ guys eyes
'cuz I’m a master in disguise!
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