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

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

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

Use intercourse to scores with women who have vendettas towards men
Dickhead is forced in 'till there's foreskin
Reddish torn, and they're only bein' fed a
Bed sores, and shins, pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' forks in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to and fell a floor
A predator, I'm headed for
warn 'em, what I lack in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in like a cosmetic store

Stegosaurus, Chuck with a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a of warrants
You want Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher on excessive force and pressure points,
and dressin' Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four inch heels to address the court
with a on his back
His whole chest, and torso are on the doorsteps of Trayvon's dad as a present for him!

In my present form I'm Storm
Appetite for destruction, no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in morsel
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the short bus

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

tags 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 dropped
Started back with it, and got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock

One ball and a dick: Apple Watch

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

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

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and slick shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches like missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
I've gone ballistic, with a frostin' tip kit
Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one...
I'm

Love to shit
Shovin' Clark Kent's in the glove compartment of the bucket, bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx
I'm parkin' up at Targets, trouble causer, a double crosser,
shadiest mothafucka you'll ever come
Olympic gymnast, been for "some assaults"
A couple lawsuits, enough to cause a stomach
Same brain scan results as Rainman's'es
Something's aweful when Dustin Hoffman's up in your mummy costume
on dancin' to "Brain Damage,"
What's the problem? wrong, the name brand is back to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of supporters underwater
Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a van with a spray tan
It's a wrap, like an ACE

Don't-give-a-fuck persona, to my last DNA
E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs with the
She kielbasa
an escape plan
Three-inch blade on point, like a

Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be of this dang candidate
You say Trump kiss ass like a puppet 'cause he runs 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
I get in office
Second thing that'll make me walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck safe sex!"
a latex and an AIDS test at him!
Tell I run this land, and I want the rubber banned, and make it snappy

Addiction to and static
Addict who can't the habit
Continue to chase the dragon, but as fate would 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 away in the wagon
Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's crazy in the backseat throwin' Stayfree pads at me
Dead passenger in the passenger
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster
'finna get a murder case and catch it like you threw it at me encased in

And Dylann Roof through the windshield of the Benz
until he spins like a and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin build while his peelin',
and skids 'til he hits a pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, it into the upper peninsula
You wanna go against 'zilla, The Rap
When will I quit? Never 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
Revenge killer, avenge syllable
a syringe, 'til I...

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

The hunter with the sawed 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 thought this 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 your time traveling with me
Try and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, with a flask of the
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles like what to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of when I'm fixing my problems
Wish my wasn't having to get these rhymes off 'em
But the that I have 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 than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

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

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

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light some
You're my take, I'll nail you
Can't lie, I
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 some Busch
too small, least three pant sizes
Tush mushed your damn side, your puss
and are squished
What kind of attire's
I'm ready to be
Psychopath, bet you get it poppin' like a flat

Light the to ignite the wrath
Got knives to and slice hermaphrodites in half
Piper might just have to picket me like a scab

Hard to describe in
Startling, violent, perhaps are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes that
And you aren't really surprised at that, but as far as these I rap,
and these bars, dial it back if I star 69'ed the track

Why am I a dick?