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[ Verse 1]
Real gangsta on this shit go all raw
Wolf gang we ain’t barking, nah
I ain’t, mad, at cha
And i am raw
How did i kill my girlfriend next album? With a chainsaw
Letcha brains raw and rot with fox trot
Bring the keys, oh my god
See, and now life seem hard
Go 21 jump street on this piece no not slim shady
Lookin like a baby from that kim lady who fucked jim brady
And people say im crazy cause my shit is dope
Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope
Next Album What will it be named
Fuck them bitches, ain’t trying to get laid
[Hook]
Real time gangsta all for sho’
At the club let them titties show
Shoot you with a gun no where to run
Scary for you, for me its fun x2
[verse 2]
Shit im trippin get me an ambulance
I just fucked a bitch my phone is callin’ and i dont wanna answer it
Fuck canibus let cage get maced with shit
I’m going to my friends house with Kerpal and Dave
Ricky got so high his brains sprayed all over the place
I’m in a daze due to rapping for days
Pop another bottle open up the case
Im about to do my next magic trick no need to haste
Ima make my whole life and organs go to waste
Hang a kid by the head than laugh
Then ima be sued than make up somethin on my behalf
So you pricks can get mad why not kiss my ass
Fuckin nazi’s kamakazi there not me
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