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Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store with a Four cassette
and a cassette
in with Edward Norton

Witness the metamorphosis of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman the Hessian war and hence the origin of the Headless Horseman

with the endorphins of a pathetic orphan
Endless source and reservoir of extension cords in dresser drawers, and on the bedroom door, and sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin
boyfriend!

Use intercourse to settle scores women who have vendettas towards men
Dickhead is forced in 'till shredded foreskin
torn, and they're only bein' fed a portion
Bed sores, and sore shins, whores can get abortions
for stickin' metal forks in, self-absorption
Skeletor, I went to and fell a floor
A predator, I'm for competitors
Better warn 'em, what I in tact and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a store

Stegosaurus, Chuck Norris a thesaurus
Yes, of course, a mess of
You want Come and get some, boys!
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course on force and pressure points,
and dressin' Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange dress and four inch heels to address the court
with a on his back
His whole chest, and torso are left on the doorsteps of dad as a present for him!

In my present form I'm Desert
Appetite for destruction, there's no for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in every
Unpleasant, hello, gorgeous!
The rebel with devil horns just off the yellow short bus

Met a contortionist said, "When you get sexual?"
She said, "However I fit in schedule. I'm flexible."

Expired on the Saturn...
Got Catherine Bach in the back in Daisy Dukes the hazards on at a traffic stop gettin' harassed, signed an autograph for this asshole cop's daughter
Laughed 'cause I called her a brat on it, he on it, and brought it back lookin' half in shock
Had a heart attack, and dead
Started fallin' back it, and got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock

One ball and half a dick: Watch

Cracked front axle, walked in a Bass Pro Shop David Hasselhoff
Tabasco sauce out of my satchel
Knocked over a tackle box and asked if they had a laugh in stock?
That was stupid...

You got it twisted, all I offered this bitch a doggie biscuit, you call me misogynistic?
Bitch, get to this dick!
Like spas in this bitch, slob on it gobs of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some and ends with
There's not a bitch on this earth I can be with
She's

Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and shit, but I shout derivatives at bitches like fuckin' missile launchers
Misfit, blond, and
Like I've gone ballistic, a frostin' tip kit
Screamed, "I blondes!" and became one...
I'm

to start shit
Shovin' Clark undergarments in the glove compartment of the bucket, bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx
I'm double parkin' up at Targets, causer, a double crosser,
shadiest mothafucka you'll ever come
gymnast, been known for "some assaults"
A lawsuits, enough to cause a stomach ulcer
Same damn brain results as Rainman's'es
Something's when Dustin Hoffman's dressin' up in your mummy costume
on stage to "Brain Damage,"
What's the Nothing's wrong, the name brand is back to reclaim status

Run the faucet, I'mma dunk a bunch of Trump supporters
up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a gray van with a spray tan
It's a wrap, like an ACE

persona, to my last DNA strand
E&J in the waistband, at the VMAs with the
She kielbasa
Pre-arrange an plan
blade on point, like a See-and-Say

Consider me a dangerous man, but you should be afraid of this dang
You say Trump don't kiss ass like a 'cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin'
And that's what you wanted, a fuckin' loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the button who doesn't have to to no one?
idea!

If I was president "gettin' off" is the order of business
once I get in
Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam naked, laughin', dick cupped in hand, screamin', "Fuck sex!"
Throw a and an AIDS test at him!
Tell Congress I run this land, and I the rubber banned, and make it snappy

Addiction to and static
Addict who can't the habit
Continue to chase the dragon, but as fate have it,
I up in Major Magics dressed as the maintenance man in a laser tag vest and a racin' jacket with a gauge to blast it, and sped away in the station wagon
Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's crazy asses in the backseat throwin' pads at me
passenger in the passenger seat
Unfasten the safety latches, and slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the brackets for the monster tires
'finna get a case and catch it like you threw it at me encased in plastic

And send Roof through the windshield of the Benz
until he spins a pinwheel and begins feelin'
like a windmiller with a thin while his skin's peelin',
and 'til he hits a cement pillar
Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder, knock it into the peninsula
You wanna go against 'zilla, The Rap
When will I quit? Never realer
The in-stiller of fear, not even a scintilla of doubt whose pens iller than Prince in a or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller
killer, avenge syllable binge
Fill a syringe, I...

first blood
Even pop shit on my pop shit, and popular
Couldn't be more awkwarder cause you're I robbed you of
It's my that got stuck up
Taught ya ta, not give a slapstick puck

The broad hunter with the sawed off like an arm when it's lopped off of ya, but I'm not gonna get the shotgun or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox 'cause I'm into objects that are sharp when I shop, and not a shock, I'm such an obnoxious fucker...
The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would have thought this much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box

was for 50

Little on the wrist, be warned
I'm unravelin'
My squabbles, I'm grappling with your time traveling me
Try and follow, as I wobble, into history, with a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm wine bottles like what happened to Chris Reeve's spine column
That's the plan of when I'm fixing my problems
Wish my chest wasn't having to get these off 'em
But the fact that I have so many against me mind boggles
And why I haven't come back on these faggots who diss me is more of a spectacular mystery a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel!

But my is wearing thin
Swear I been contemplatin' rubbing in your face 'til I smear it in
Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen and never appear again if you had fuckin' careers to end

But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer 'em in that direction and forget my for them...

Molly, I'm off you
Man, light some
You're my first take, nail you
Can't lie, I
If I won you over, you would be the prize
I'm by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in the can like Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small, three pant sizes
Tush mushed against your damn side, puss
and thighs are
kind of attire's that?
I'm to be rode
Psychopath, bet you get it poppin' like a flat

Light the to ignite the wrath
Got knives to slash and hermaphrodites in half
Piper Chapman might just to picket me like a scab

Hard to describe in
Startling, violent, perhaps are things come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that
And you aren't surprised at that, but as far as these lines I rap,
and these bars, dial it back if I star 69'ed the track

Why am I such a