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i hadnt really given a thought to what it is tht i'ma write about
but thrs always some internal feelings tht needs stokin around and there's always some specific
combination of instruments that do it..knw'm sayin??..of course you dont.. f** s
they wana take u out, a boxing jab an upper cut
i've been takin too many punches, here you go a suckerpuch
leave you toothless like an infant here suck a thumb
f*** a c*** who wanna stunt... not even leavin a single one
gotta be ready to bust a gun..leavin u wishin u nevr wr born
enter a fag leave as a corpse, end of the match i am number 1
better get back i am still in the hunt, best behaved u take a pun
face the brunt here's the sum, trained to be a fatal monk
eye brows were raised upon the fact tht i would stay the course
prosecution witnesses i pay the money play the chords
shout out ur nemesis, whip out my laser sword
slice you in two pieces thts wat my haters got
ok,,,that aint f*** in it...that aint it at all..
u get one morre chance to explain to me why is it that i shouldnt
take a pair of gigantic tongs stab'em in ur colon and pull ur guts out
yank your intestines out while you watch high on an adrenaline shot
me and my buddies raise our glasses you your half dead ass and laugh..!!
Chorus:
Competion stomped x4
step my foot on ya face until you get blue
bring you back to life strangle and kill you
u know am violent, known to break hell loose
stick up a bank with a knife and say thank you
i make'em follow my tune like am paid to be piping
hold all whites hostage coz am fed up of bright and
i want it dark for a day, yeah am raciist and vagrant
audacious and am raising an army of sadists
got a problem u face it..i dnt solve'em i make it
a shooter, a hitman i draw blood for paychecks
its all in a day's biz, no pause u just play b***
your fly coz you weightless, am like shaq from the lakers
