my mind runs a one track course.//
guns an' drug sacks first,//
next comes sex an' once I'm done that tha chorus.//
but before this it's torment for dem dick-ryda's an' whore-men.//
corner surfers suffer thru muster gas dusters.//
plus this lust for words got me stuck on verbs.//
add-lib automatic pro-nouns leavin' competition pronounced dead on arrival.//
all my rivals sent to a point beyond revival,//
commin' on stage wearin' so many colours like I'm try'n-a be tribal.//
I'm tha kind that'll bribe a preecher while he's readin' ta bible.//
call me evils desciple, illegal insida trading an' launderin' so much money you could call me Mc-Maid.//
a made man with more damaged brain stems than sedam husain has.//
plus I roll with tha same clan in the eyes of the same man, president bush.//
the united nations resident "tush", ASS, terrorize him an' a generation back..// (hi dad)
I laugh when I heard about coloumbine high shot up by them guys that no-one liked.//
like they was pushed to the point of max tention, if I was their teacher I wouldn't even suspend-um.//
I'd hand-um a comendation an' announce a celebration thru-out the entire nation.//
split personalities, I'm a one man collaboration.//
exageratin' on callibraton, put a 45 down your throat, that should appease your oral fixation.//
while I'm watchin' strip tease jackin' off in my grandparents basement.//
loosin' patience as my head grows weightless from my wrists laceration.//
pass tha bacon, I ain't want beef, but I will have some cheese with my wine.//
please, it's just fine, my memory's almost dry, gotta squeeze out my rhymes.//
I breath out an' die, from these ammounts of lines I tried.//
like 9 g's I'm high, geeez, makes me wonder why I'd ever buy weed.//


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