Verse 1
Opposite of soft we ain't cut from the same cloth
Love myself some Mein Kampf Grab the sawed off
blow this twat's head off get your ass salad tossed
please tip your hats off to king of these raw dogs
fucking driving drunk/dead sluts in my trunk
smelling worse than a skunk please stop faking the funk
don’t wanna fuck with the king of crunk
less u want your motherfucking cranium crushed
my parents were vexed I was born with an Oedipus complex
killed my dad off for some great sex a murder suspect and parental defect another one of society’s fucking rejects cold and calculated
smoke a blunt and I'm faded wipe with bible pages
leave it fucking desecrated got my house barricaded
to stop zealots raiding with their mother fucking bull shit hating
impeccable cadence don't fuck with the greatest
maniacal sadist and prison escapist leave women degraded
mc’s overrated with claims that are unsubstantiated

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Looks like I found my niche
It's called not making sense
fucking bitches and getting rich
word to my man Atticus Finch
dicks measured by the inch
throw these twats in da fucking ditch

Verse 2
Big Burn’s playing dem bangers balling like Danny Granger
full of misplaced anger aimed at random strangers
Lebron James is a fucking traitor
get splooged on by the dictator masturbator
I've got a fucking axe to grind stuck here confined
in the dark recesses of my mind one small step for man
one giant leap for mankind now I come to find
this sluts vag smells like some pork rinds
I'm sotally tober a rock bird owner
rolling in my range rover with my brain out of order
I'm talking like a stoner buy your bitch a makeover guess
I'm just a loner with a unquenchable boner
twisted and deranged this dame’s screaming my name
getting fucked in a gang bang this bitch is fucking with my brain
not taking my load as I came she should a brought her fucking A game

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Verse 3
world renowned and coming to your town
with that unfuckwithable sound piercing and profound
my flow’s got you drowned go ahead and pass the crown
a wise man once said a pound is a pound
I'm a basket case for heaven's sake don’t sit and play it safe
suck me off and get shit faced tell me how my dick tastes
you’re an utter disgrace I'd rather turn gay and fuck Robert Chase
is my act wearing thin? triple shots of gin making these slut’s heads spin they say fuckin’s a sin to bad my prospects look grim
head to the loony bin and let the kinky sex begin
always extreme hotter than willie beam
the cause of your wet dream I reign supreme in this local rap scene
Burn still smoking green and only fucking bitches that are under sixteen
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I've been fucked since birth
Blessed with a curse
Go out and get what your worth
Now please grab a nurse
These vd’s are making my dick hurt

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