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Bin Laden with a pen, body it again I begin slaughterin' your men, prolly shoulda been Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent And I will not even relent Up on a little like Osama with a bomb under the bin Inside the middle of the Pentagon And hit a kindergartener with a rental (stop!) | Chloraseptic (Remix) | 100%
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Got a castle with a solid gold floor No I don't, I don't even got a boat nor Do I got a chauffeur, but a lot to show for You don't wanna f*ck around and start no war Twenty more years, I could probably go for Just like your lip and you got a cold sore My shit is like motherf*ckin' herpe You ain't ever gonna say I don't got it no more (Bitch) Literally it's stupidity, you kiddin' me? Dying laughing is the only way you're killing me I'm getting rid of ya, get clapped like chlamydia The wittiest, bitch, I'll snap like a tibia You wanna get silly with the bars? I'm frivolous But I'm as gritty and litty as my city is East side 'til I die, bitch, I will rep 'til the end like a chameleon A killer instinct with the pen's ink and they're in sync like a faucet How the f*ck do I even think of this ridic*lous shit? I'm a quarter of a century deep and I can't be beat (Nah) 'Til the day me and the grim reap meet, I'm ten toes down 'til I'm six feet deep Windows down in the Benz E jeep hollerin' at a bimbo, beep-beep-beep She said she f*cks with (?) I can see why you envy me, you get no ass like an empty seat So this shit comes with a warning for all you punks and corny Little f*cks, I woke up on my f*ck shit this morning | Killer (Remix) | 100%
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Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman? Innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music | Rap God | 97%
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Fill 'em with the venom, and eliminate 'em Other words, I Minute Maid 'em I don't wanna hurt 'em, but I did, I'm in a fit of rage I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade I'm finna kill 'em, I'm dumpin' their fuckin' bodies in the lake Obliteratin' everything, incinerate a renegade I'm here to make anybody who want it with the pen afraid But don't nobody want it but they're gonna get it anyway 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill I'm Atilla, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla You're bringin' the killer within me, out of me You don't want to be the enemy of the demon Who went in me, and be on the receiving of me, what stupidity it'd be Every bit of me is the epitome of a spitter When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable I'm on the toilet bowl I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full I'm not afraid to pull a-, man, stop Look what I'm plannin' (haha) | Godzilla | 81%
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And I'm still totally inappropriate with an opiate Groping it while I'm holding it like a trophy I'm hoping a little codeine'll get me OD'in' Whoa, everything is slow, I begin to floating I know that I'm getting loaded, the pen exploded Hiroshima with the flows, a utopia With the dope, I'm an OG, I'm like the G.O.A.T. Here to get your goat little bit of sodium, it's assault When I'm at the podium, at your throat, holy camoly I'm in the zone with the shit I'm on Get Imodium and a commode because nobody's even close You're petroleum to plutonium, you're a phony I'm at the crib with your ho Got her at the pole like voting with no clothing Stripped down to a toe ring and here we go with the gloating I've got my nose in the air like a Boeing Then I got into a little bit of an argument with her So I took a little lick of a Klonopin at dinner Then I hit her with the motherfucking ottoman and bit her Then I shot her in the liver, delivered her to the bottom of the river (dope) But I'm probably gon' jump in the water with her With a wad of money 'cause I got a lot of it And when it come to drippin', I be soppin' like a hundred mile an hour Never runnin' out of either one of 'em, I gotta get it 'cause | Gnat | 42%
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Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap | Homicide | 42%
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But I think it's inevitable They know what button to press or what lever to pull To get me to snap though (Lil' bitch) And if I pay it attention I'm probably makin' it bigger But you've been takin' ya dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (Get it?) On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin' Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits I'm asleep at the wheel again As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Of another beat I'ma kill again 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin It better be at least 70 to 300 milligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Levels to this shit, I got an elevator You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way I got spite inside my DNA But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy | Lucky You | 42%
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Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstasy pills next to me In the seats spilled or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink (You inspect the sink?) In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in the Vic's But I might just swallow my fucking Ritalin tablet after the night I'm grabbing it right from the medicine cabinet 'Cause that's what it's like and attack it like a Dracula bite Jetpack in my backpack when I write All this anger pent up inside I went up inside a Bennigans diner with a cigarette lighter Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire That'll trigger the sprinkler system And I'd escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limo Collided with the center divider I went through the window and ended up being Pinned to the side of a semi Offended beside a friend of the guy's wife Friend of the flight attendant from Idaho That took an antenna in the vagina hole 'Cause when I pick up a pen I'm venomous And I'm as thick as Dennis the Menace Like an evil dental hygienist sinister You've been yelling dementedness I invented this, I'm the genesis Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist Fuckin' smart alec degenerate I got Ellen DeGeneres Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy Envious of female independence Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss You will never consider this a bitter disappointment I'll never fail to deliver this Whatever the weather in this'll be Just like a certificate of authenticity That I'm thinkin' about Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way for 'em to picket it I pick a day to be picked and I'm picking the wickedest shit to say Spin it back on a level, incredible, head of a rebel, unforgettable Better believe these beats are edible I consider loose leaf a vegetable And I stalk my prey You think you got away, uh-uh not today Murder you on a song and then I'll just say I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake At a restaurant with Drake And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate I'm a lot to take like Kanye Walking up on the stage for Beyonce Like it's my job to say That you're not a real artist, but it's my obligation Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape Ammunition, replenish the Punisher With his gun at your hundred words And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner No wonder no one don't wanna go And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the... | Speedom | 36%
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(Speed it up a little bit) You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I want to accelerate to a level that I can elevate Demented with the pen, I'll make the mothafucker detonate I wanna make it acapella—wait, I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate And re-develop, Hell awaits, and I'ma get a special place | Majesty | 33%
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But sayin' I no longer got it 'Cause you missed the line and never caught it 'Cause it went over your head, because you're too stupid to get it 'Cause you're mentally retarded but pretend to be the smartest With your expertise and knowledge, but you'll never be an artist And I'm harder on myself than you could ever be regardless What I'll never be is flawless, all I'll ever be is honest Even when I'm gone they're gonna say I brought it Even when I hit my forties like a fuckin' alcoholic With a bottle full of malt liquor But I couldn't bottle this shit any longer The fact that I know that I'ma hit my bottom If I don't pull myself from the jaws of defeat and rise to my feet I don't see why y'all even started with me | The Ringer | 33%
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So I'm choppin' 'em up like Dahmer The nut job with the nuts that are bigger than Jabba the Hutt I'm in the cut, and I'm out for the blood It's lookin' like it's that time of the month Carvin' 'em up with the bars while I sharpen 'em up, dog and a mutt I'm gonna fuck your mom in the butt with a thermometer Fuckin' phenomenal, but Y'all'll get cut the fuck up like abdominals if you don't vámonos I keep droppin' like dominos, the formidable, abominable Stompin' a mudhole in my comp even if it's off the top of the dome Son 'em, get the Coppertone, I'm at the Stop and Go coppin' the Mop and Glo Got your stomach in knots like you swallowed rope You out of pocket though, like a motherfuckin' wallet stole Wait, why'd the beat cut off? Fuck it | Alfred's Theme | 31%
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Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle Of sick individuals, stick my dick and put the tip in At minimal, I'm fuckin' these syllables I let them lick on my genitals I'm a fuckin' invisible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable I spit the formidable, that you bitches fuckin' with the original I consider me and Nickel identical ('dentical) | Not Alike | 31%
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But it's embedded in my head I never hunted for the bread and butter What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but I'm never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen, and when I'm dead I wonder Will they put me on a pedestal or forget I was ever this incredible I guess I better go harder than ever 'cause I'll never get another mothafuckin' opportunity again To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can | Offended | 31%
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But I know magic and here go my last trick I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that As I begin to fuckin' devour the track And you backpedal that as a cowardly act Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapse | Unaccommodating | 19%
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That every single word'll be true so with out further adieu It's return of the ruthless more murderous than Mook is so what you're gonna do's think I'm allergic when I point this motherfuckin burner at 'chu I throw shade it'll be curtains for you Pray for the verse to get through, birth of a new Worser me who's determined to do Permanent damage with the words that I threw, bird's-eye view I'm referred to as Zeus Circlin' you like I'm a vulture features are tournaments, I turn 'em into Turning me loose is like verbal abuse, language hurtful to use cursin' at you Made a couple of mistakes that occurred in my youth, jumped a hurdle or two word but I'm through | Parables | 14%
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