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I sit back in my throne make a bitch moan When she's blowing the bone I'm still getting stoned Grabbing tits full of silicone Bitches chilling in my home get their asses blown with the saxophone In real life I run track hos But in the rap world I smack hos Beat up ass-holes Light up a pack of tobacco and come at you Like a jackal with a pack of pterodactyls No time to have hurt feelings When dealing with dying this time it's the real thing There's no doubt You get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out No time to have hurt feelings When dealing with dying this time it's the real thing There's no doubt you get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out Take two steps back then your cranium is cracked I perform late abortions It's a ruthless attack when I get a stadium packed full of corpses Take your ass straight to the morgue bitch Which way should I kill her Today i got a switchblade and five A-ks to break this bitches ribs After she gets raped kill her kids Tie weights around her legs and throw her off a bridge No time to have hurt feelings Dealing with dying this time it's the real thing No doubt you get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out No time to have hurt feelings When dealing with dying this time it's the real thing There's no doubt You get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out When I pick up the pencil my raps are indispensable Your death will be intentional I make your death unethical If you f*ck with me then you must be a mental ho I hit you like a lethal dose of fentanyl Break your nose soak your clothes in ethanol Stab you in the retinal Kick you in the testicles Then dispose of your body in a barrel full of biomedical synthetic chemicals No time to have hurt feelings When dealing with dying this time it's the real thing There's no doubt You get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out No time to have hurt feelings When dealing with dying this time it's the real thing There's no doubt You get choked out When I light up the joint the dope clouds get you smoked out
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