Here's the new shit I'm on
 We can all get along
 But if ya step to me wrong
 I'm gonna bang ya like a gong
 And I don't need a gang to do it
 I creep solo
 Beat ya till ya dead
 Put out ya freakin head
 That's how I do
 Because I'm sick like dat
 And you'll get kicked like dat
 If ya fakin' the funk
 I got a trunk full of beats
 And a head full of rhymes
 I got stains on my sheets
 From all the good times
 That I spent with ya Hookers
 Some were good lookers
 And some were just stunts
 After too many hlunts
 Ya got ya arm around ya girl
 But don't make me laugh kid
 Gettin steam pressured
 Your oirl's schemin' on the grafted
 Jail faced Celt
 Backed up
 Catch a welt
 From the buckle
 Of my belt
 Now tell me how that felt

 Oooh I'm on some of the over there shit (3x)
 I'm on some Milky I don't care shit

 I don't care...

 It's the return of the livin dead
 Put all concerned to bed
 I'm alive and kickin'
 Ask any girl I'm stickin
 Back once again
 I never shot no heroin
 Or hit the glass pipe
 Ass wipe
 Stop the rumor
 I'll kill ya like a tumor in your colon
 I'll leave your shit all swollen
 Get off my dick cause thick is how I'm rollin'
 The Soul Assassainator'll
 Get ya open like a crator
 I'm down with psycho vader
 cause I'm flava' like a plate a'
 Corn beef and cabage
 I'm a savage on the set
 Don't do nuthin' you'll regret
 Because you'll end up gettin' wet like water
 I'm out for slaughter
 Cops lock up your daughter

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 I rock it page style cause freed damaged ya
 If ya play me close punk I'm gonna' damage ya
 We got the FunkDoobie in the House
 With the Mickey Mouse
 I spot a hooker then I'm runnin up in ya blouse
 I ain't a bitch so don't play me soft
 I got a round in my chamber and the safety's off
 Pullin' on the trigger
 Ain't nuthin brave
 But I'm a sick fucker
 Like a red-neck trucker
 And I just might buck ya down
 You're starin' down my barrell
 So ya jump around
 Ya try to get away
 But I'm too quick to pull
 So don't try to gas me
 Punk, my tank's full
 I ain't got the time
 I don't need the fuel
 Punk we can duel
 I'll take ya ass to school
 Then break down the lesson
 Here's the pop quiz
 I gets Top Billin
 You can ask Giz

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