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Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you're frontless Oodles and noodles, bang bullets at suckers noodles Last album, voodoo, proved that we was fuckin' brutal I'm talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo You rappers doo-doo, baby shit, just basic beaucoup I'm Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money's beaucoup My beats is bangin', fuck what you rappin'?, who produced you? I slapped the snot, take what ya got and "Run The Jewels" you You itsy-bitsy, furry, frightened, and frickin' sickly A little prickly, dick on display for winter swimming Look at these kiddies, Mike, I'mma rat-a-tat 'em for living I deal in dirty work, do the deed and then dash, ditch 'em I'd lend a hand but it's stuck in a fist and gun position We run a brand where destruction's the number one commitment It's all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings So we disappear into smoke like we're fucking magicians No hocus-pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice Top of the morning, my fist to your face is fucking Folgers We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders You punks is pussy, proverbial pansy panty holders I Jake the Snake 'em, DDT 'em in mausoleums Macabre massacres killing cunts in my coliseum They all actors, giving top in back of a BM I'd fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen Yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-) C'mon Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-) Yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-) Motherfucker I'm the foulest, no need for any evaluations I'm a phallus, a Johnson, a Jimmy spraying faces Any cow that is sacred will get defaced Like any tyrant murderer gets replaced, face it The fellows at the top are likely rapists But you like, "Mellow out, man, just relax, it's really not that complicated" Well, pardon me, I guess I'm just insane as you explained Or maybe sanctifying the sadistic is deranged This Run The Jewels is, murder, mayhem, melodic music Psychotics use it to lose it, junkies simply abuse it That's word to Phillip Seymour Hoff' and I'm kushin', coughin' I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a coffin The gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin', waitin' I give a fuck if I'm late, tell Satan "be patient" But I ain't here for durations, I'm just taking vacations And tell him, fuck him, I never loved him and salutations
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