So whatthefuck,
so whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah(increased the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
so whatthefuck, whattheruck yeah, (now that your sould gets realeased when your body rots)
so whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah, (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
so whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah, (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Hey yo fuck everybody that ain't down with us, superstars incorporated label us, infamous,
niggas ridiculous for trying to replicate out context not equivalent to my terror they suffer broken necks
bitch ass niggas tryin to imitate my real estate, so me and Mnoxide Childe we had ro migrate,
like ducks in the winter, we sinners with halos, left the company in the dust for lack of payroll,
now we stable on our feet willing and able, switch it from your groin to your navel,
you wanna talk of fables, I turn tables like the exorcist,
domintate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this,
multible equation, abrasion to your mindstate, inquisitive minds and eyes dialate,
when I dominate on the underground level,
I'm not the devil with no whores pitchforks or shovels,
so you can dig it I be Jamie Madrox, I beach white like Mr Clorox,
Be like Mr. Thomas but I don't be claiming the White Sox,
my Louisville Slugger be my weapon for bashing brains,
leaving the competion tangled in chains like I was Pinhead,
a sin to bite, livin at night, afraid of sunlight, police told to shoot me on sight, think they might?
if they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds, show them bitches I got a trick up my sleeve,
Increase the deceased.
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Tell you the truth it's like this, everybody can suck my dick, and I could give a fuck less bitch,
you ain't shit, and I'ma be the first to tell, I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell,
true I sold my soul I never did shit with it, but I could give a fuck about it, so I know I could live without it,
a constant struggle to get on top, increase the deceased let it pop then watch em drop,
pressing the button, stopping at nothing, you fuck with grown folks,
kids ya better think before you say something,
up at your crib lookin for goods, scream style mutha fuckas with them masks in the hood,
it ain't good remember that, all you suckers on the internet,
thinkin it's cool but we ain't into that, sittin in my room alone mad and depressed,
relieve the stress by stickin pencils in my chest, God bless a bag of weed,
so I can get high and get back at you suckers with music, with some shit to make your ears bleed,
proceed to talk all that shit, it's all wack, I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back,
Increase the deceased.
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So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
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Whatthefuck bitches I.S.I in this bitch, YEAH!