[Intro:]. My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the Colt are king*. [Verse 1:]. My deluxe bullets lift you fucks up like a pull-up.
INTRO (Charles Manson):. . The parole board's a bunch of stupid bureaucrats men, who are laying up on the dollar bill: "Take that poison and... and... and die in that cell; or say you're full of shit and we'll let you go." You know?! So the parole board wants me to go in and count down to their reality and say that their reality is the real reality and my reality is really the stuoid, dumb reality..
Intro:. Man: "Uh, uh, oh yeah.". Woman: "I can't understand it. You can't be living just for sex. And only for sex. And nothing but sex alone. It's disgusting.".
[Verse 1]. Ahhhhhh, necro!. Yo, the most morbid overdose off it. Like cindy crawford's baby comatose in the coffin. I'm awful, often unlawful. Crack you with a softball in your skull.
*sample*. Do you want me to be the guy your trying to make me?. Do you want me to be the guy that orders people to die?. Do you want me to be Dispensation of life and death?.
Temar, Slobber tits shit check it, Its all abnout Joe's Grill, Its all about. Sbas mom. Satan. Shout out to my peep, shout out to my boy Satan. Check it.
f/ Mr. Hyde. . * send corrections to the typist. . [Mr. Hyde]. Watch me ignite this shit, like a fiend's pipe hit. Yo I do this for thugs leavin the righteous split.
[Verse 1]. Killing snakes that sidewind. Tripping on Jakes & Drive-Bys. Walk around high. Sniff an entire eighth in five lines. Five nines, hit you five times.
(Uncle Howie). . Hey, this is Uncle Howie,. I'm the master clone, the king of beasts. The alpha male, I do not fail. When I'm on the prowl,. Yeah, I burn my bridges.
[Chorus]. Kicking that thug shit, set it, you could get it. Your whole clique deaded, wet up, infrareded. Head up in the street, whatever the weather whatever lets get it in.
Yeah yo. All you bitch ass niggas. Shady mothafuckers. . [chorus]. I'm sick of you. *scratching*. I'm sick of you. *scratching*. . [verse 1]. I'm sick of you I need robitusin, don't make me start bustin'.
[Intro]. . You can find liberation from a serpent's bite. While you work so hard that you can't sleep nights. . [Verse 1]. . Peel your wig, catch you with a steel jig, you squeal like a pig.
I was walking in the park, in the noon. When I saw her, she was beautiful. Like a flower in the summer, what a bummer. I wish I could talk to her, I got my nerve up.
You're stabbed up with a scalpel. (a scalpel). Stabbed up with a scalpel. (you're gettin cut, you're gettin cut, you're gettin cut). You're stabbed up with a scalpel.
Robbery. Robbery. Robbery (Run). Armed robbery (Give it up). . Your destination is a casket, when I put on my mask kid. My task is seeing green, killing you without being seen.
Fucking bastards. *fucker*. I hate all of you. Thats right. Motherfuckers. Digest this shit. Fucking sluts. Check it check it - *here, here we go*. . Yo, the worlds a coffin often I stay high off endorphins.
Verse 1 (Ill Bill). . I'm the creep with the mask,. I snatch the disease from the lab. I chop my enemies in half with guillotines and laugh. I speak the language of magnums,.
(pack it up). Robbery. Robbery. Robbery (Run). Armed Robbery (Give it up). . Your destination is a casket, when I put on my mask kid. My task is seeing green, killing you without being seen.
[Chorus 2X: Jamey Jasta]. Push it to the Limit, walk along the razor's edge. Don't look down, just keep your head up till you're finished. Up and up the limit, past the point of no return.
The King of Greece. My shot is Deece. Puttin holes in your teeth. Swallow my meat. And I'll SPIT. Not rhymes but a treat. Its a Necro-creamsicle. My gonorrhea vehicle.