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iamskiddo
You motherfuckers really get on my nerves Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg shit I close my eyes when I freestyle so I could read what picture crossed in Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience To barbecue your brain organs You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven I flame broil suckers and hit 'em with some more shit The raw shit. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit I dare a motherfucker to cross it I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin Tell him it's important. Tell him to call Sting 3 way and sing a chorus Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers can't record it Call the news, I'll kill your reporters Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers Fuck the soft shit and fuck what y'all think
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