Hot shells from the D Eagle
Go through you like peepholes for people
Laugh
As heavy metal tears your flesh in half
Your bodies in two parts
Two pieces like hermaphrodites
My style be so rotten
It tends to make niggas loose they apatite
You sweet like Debbie cakes
Plus you hunger for wood like termites
Watch me tell the news of a man being anally rape
Like I was Walter Cronkite
You aint shit
Your skin soft like coco butter on two dykes
My style be mad murderous like planes runnin into buildins
I’m a grown ass man
You just premature like children
Grow two nuts plus some pubs
My style is the mad shit ~ Your style just be experimental
Like babies in test tubes
I’m like playground equipment
I swing when it comes to moods
But my flesh don’t turn green an grow muscles
I just treat the chrome 9 like holy hands
Rest it upon your forehead an let it touch you

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