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We had some fire and
smoke and water
And that troubled us a lot
And they're really,
really hot
Verse 2
Get on some butterfly to
Verse 3
the fire shit
Everything must go
I wanna watch you come apart
Verse 4
at the seams
Everything must go
You wanna get on some fly shit
Get on some butterfly to
the fire shit
Verse 5
Everything must go I
wanna sell you a dream
Verse 6
Heart of an altar boy
molested in confession
Who plotted for 20 years then
slit the throat of a reverend
And half of this thought is young
Contraption of credo drift,
Verse 7
my dick again,
foot on the wall, pose down
I'm drinkin' that piss again,
back at the train hometown
Starscream the system,
Lazerface is back in effect
Verse 8
get with hive mind fly shit
Shut your little mind crime hybrid
Of lab rats clappin',
at last you got dap
Verse 9
from death valley
Shit, we all mingle in ditch,
mass grave for the kids
Clash with the combat rap set
A weathermen funk breath,
the last rebels left?
Verse 10
You're fidgetin' with 28 day simian
Yeah, dog him again,
the bad touch destruct militant
Drum percussion lust diligent
Verse 11
to the style is NY
The jihad recipient sky is too fly
The roof of the witnessin'
spot was BK
Verse 13
and do how you say
Or look into my brain through
this glass toupee
Fuck this, how 'bout I just
smack you bitch?
Save that 4th Reich boogie
for them plastic twits
Verse 14
stichin' the casket nits
I'll be drunk on the back of the
train takin' a piss
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Bumpin' BDP through a Raheem kit
With a double d Duracel destiny
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megamix like
Verse 15
You wanna get on some fly shit
Get on some butterfly to
Verse 16
I wanna sell you the dream
I wanna watch you come apart
Verse 17
at the seams
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Everything must go
Get on some butterfly to
Verse 18
Get over here and buy, you hoe
Verse 19
Interlude 1
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Goddamn
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Big wins is
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all it takes
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Verse 20
why the devious smile?
Well, I've become what I've
forsaken and the irony's wild
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Are you in charge of this outfit? Nah,
I wrestle distinction from the
chompers of a buzzard
Verse 21
Well,
she's definitely not here
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I'm tryna mix up this Molotov,
son, polish my gun off
Verse 22
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My hot pink millimeter space heater,
duck down
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Pulled out from the crevice of a triple fat,
duck down
Horse hooves and meat I'm
Verse 23
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Every little phrase is designed
Every brittle phase has an expira
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Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive
Verse 24
to hop a turnstyle
See cop smile, peep cops gun
Now see little juvenile me
in Reeboks run
Through the projected transformation
of the catacombs, son
Makin' it home's so fun
Verse 25
don't sweat 'cause you're alone with the best
If you hate lies,
At least I'm honest when I tell
Verse 26
hop scotch grid
The most floatinist spoke dope spit,
get lit
You're with an ambulance chaser,
I strive design sick
Interlude 2
Everything must go
Verse 27
Yeah like it or not
The fate of the juke is in this spot
Make some faces on your block
Well all we'll do is rock
Use these to get to the top
Mother
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