Laughin My Aaaaaaaaaaaaass Off,
Yea, we livin in the last days..//
You can tell cause niggas is spittin frail Tonka//(Truck)
You shouldn't even get a rap from me,
because a year ago, yuda got clapped from me, HAPPILY//
You can bring ya whole faculty, dog,
none of them niggas'll match the steez//
Get ya rib cage cracked in 3,
evenly laid in my Pit cage,
you mommas only boy, leavin you BITCH MADE//
an bench played, in a game, where the pimps,
play ya position, the guns presented,
and this niggas pullin a SWITCHBLADE!//
I'll switch it up on you, gone, give me a quick fade..//
A marksman in sharkskin//
Quick to depart niggas bringin it awkward//
PO-lice mentioned you Tonk',
Said that you could sing in an Opera//
See me blingin in all, the right postures,
you might come close, but then I might squash ya...

Whats good!

enough is enough chewing you like snuff
but spit'n out bullets aleast you knew
how 2 pull it a trigga but steal a nigga
in roots under my supreme boot you was luke
warm god stamp rejected hail mary puke
you out after baptism you don't under stand this ism
capture yo city yo texas size yugo into a prism
ending them jason being hunted nightmares
crying life ain't fair smacking buts from air
i face yo fire still grabing my balls
still taking yo girl still yo idol
yo mind is idol how to beat this cat
after you slip you never come back
state trooper pulling over yo lack
for corn spells substitute for gasoline
acting all mean seeing things
like i had three crack ribs
while you nibble on kibble no
not my fingers but how yo toes taste
lector based in a lemon aid sauce
you lost in a pentagram five
stabs of this spirit leaving



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The End - To Everybody

most been snuff out

are you still breathen

lol lamo twisted! %%@4212232lo


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The End - To Everybody

switchblade jail jumpsuits skool of some wop bitch hag
lemme tell you how I got lethal weapons pure legal for trade
I keep a carabiner d-ring around my keys like brass knuckles, my rule is don't carry a blade
I also keep a pair of pliers on me as a tool and as a masquerade
like a pliers in my hand fistload raw jaguar knuckle pain raid
on soft points or fatal when throat trachea strike made
swell and stop breath, end of the pliers stickin out under my pinkie
hammerfist on bone break like a pencil and it rock soft tissue like sledgehammer to twinkie
flip it handle out and punch into brain through eyes, so fatal, so kinky
or hit pressure points likka church key
inky write battle monk I stay drunk say kung fu learn it and yourself don't follow linkies
I drink free mind die all night sink deep
my folk weep at children enslaved to machine business, it's just sleep
keep fire raw, draw freedom and show the old truth to sheep
cuz what you sow you reap
so forget yourself or free yourself
treehouse bow spit arrow like check my ears I'm half elf