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I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on Slashin' your tires, flyin' down and Meyers expired, soon as I'm hired, I'm fired Jackin' my dick off in a bed of wire (Hey, is performing?) didn't you read the flier? Special guest will be, Richard Pryor (Aren't you a male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire I'm ripped, I'm on an acid My D-J's in a for the record skip Lettin' the record the record skip (Damn!) I'm fuckin' when I'm snortin' It's gonna three hundred dollars to get my pit bull an abortion Some asked for my autograph I called her a whore, spit in her face and laughed I bombs like I was in Vietnam All bitches is hoes, even my ass mom
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rappers until the point they can't yell 'Cause they crew is full of fags and than bake sales Reckless, come behind and snatch your necklace Gruesome, and causin' more violence nine hoodlums I your adam's apple until it crackle Run right you, turn around, grab you and stab you Get executed, I'm a "Luni" I got a "Yukmouth" and it's I cock it back then it I snatchin' up players thugs and young ballers Shoot up the household, even the young barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin' a song Bolo A big nigga, screamin' "Kuniva yo yo" I ya face leakin', run up in church And smack the preacher he's preachin' Take a at the deacon
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