keyed up

i'm two starvin' personalities, so often my skill's torn.
but i'll kill ya baby! cause the dead fetus like stillborns
no need to prove ya wack, you got mentioned in the mag for it
no new brother, that night i ain't have the bag for it
SEMPER FI! SEMPER FI! all that talkin is not shit
jar head, exactly what i prefer to your mom's lips
you got stretched lines, a puss takin everyone's beg orders
greniss called you simple, we don't get styles like legwarmers
datrushurtz said i had you, whore
...but no net body's cold as chris tiles
i don't mean ya bathroom floor

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