In the kitchen slowly stirring like a wicked witch over the black kettle
Put into ur soup watch ur ass go loop-d-loop as nosy ppl try 2 meddle
The rotteness is hidden by the nulifiyng lemon juice letting loose
All the anger in my body, could of reached for the shotty or a noose
I got the leathel recipe, Picked the leaf of death on my nature hike
Killing all those motherfuckers who said they'd beat me or the like

NEXT WEAPON: A CURSE

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Let God speak for the underground Psalm 49 16-17
16 Do not be overawed when a man grows rich when the splendor of his house increases
17 For he will take no thing with him when he dies, his splendor will not descend with him
18Though while he lived he counted himself blessed - and men praise you when you prosper-
19 He will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light of life

20 A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish