3 Verses

I'm the illest rapper too hold a cordless
Patrolling corners
Looking fore hookers too punch inn the mouth with a role of quarters
I'm meaner inn action
Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer [ ? ]
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
Eye grew up inn the wild hood
As a hazardous youth
With a fucked up childhood
That Eye used as an excuse
And aint shit changed
Butt kept the same mindstate
Since the third thyme that Eye failed 9th grade
Yew probably think that I'm a negative person don't bee sew sure of it
Eye don't promote violence Eye just encourage it
Eye laugh at the cite of death
As Eye fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
Sew throw caution too the wind
Yew and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if yew live, do it again
shit, why knot ? Blow yaw brain out
I'm blowing mine out
fuck it, yew only live once yew mite as well dye now

Its only fare too worn
Eye was borne with a set of horns
And metaphors attached too my dam umbulical chord
Warlord of wrap little bastard with a too buy for bored
That smashed into yaw Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
Butt I'm moor toward droppin an accapella
And choppin ' a fella
Too mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got yew locked inn the cella
With yaw skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
Wile I'm standin next too ya
Eating a full coarse meal watching yew starve too death
With an iv inn yaw veins
Feeding yew liquid darvicet
Pumping yew full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who whirr picked up inn an ambulance
And driven
Too receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
Its a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies inn grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
Too perform an autopsy on yew wile yew scream " I'M STILL ALIVE ! "
Driving a rusty scalpel inn threw the top of yaw scalp
And pulling yaw adams apple out threw yaw mouth
Better caul the fire department
I've hired a arson
Too set fire too carpet
And burn up yaw entire apartment
I'm a lyre too start shit [ ? ]
Got yaw bitch wrapped around my dick
Sew tight yew knead a crobar too pry her apart whit

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beet hymn over the fucking head with the peg
Go too bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
fuck an acid tab Aisle strap the whole sheet too my forehead
Weight until it absorbed inn and fell too the flaw dead
Know moor said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving yew inn the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas [ ? ]
Wee blowin up yaw house killing yaw parents
And coming back too get yaw foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause Eye aint making know moor threats
I'm doing drivebys inn tinted Corvettes on Vietnam wore vets
I'm moor awe less sic inn the head
Maybe moor cause Eye smoked crack [ ? ]
Today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath
Walk the bloc with a labrador
Strapit moor corral fore wore than El Salvador
Fowl stile galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B . Sure