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Black Light Burns Stop A Bullet

I got me a scalpal, time to disect Playin' Doctor-Patient, next Next a killa wit a bad attitude A rude, crude, fucked up dude Crazy like a cartoon shootcha wit a

since '83 Fuck it, pull out the pot let's cook it Light the stove up Julie go to the store get some flour Sat back burning a big dutch With the crisp

light in sight Like burning wings of an angel It will turn the aftermath to dust So smile for the camera Lets make this agony last a lifetime Burn Another

ever heard of me? Worldwide Originator, say word to me The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga like a third degree, see me shine so bright Nigga I'm my light

or Aiwa, black or white, I fit in all stereotypes Search for a cast to plot, I make you a laughin' stock So shook, I could walk a half a block and feel

When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead

when I talk superb Stronger than Cyclops' optic nerve, you didn't thought so? You just passed a paint brush to Picasso I move like a bullet shot from a

A grand prize two black eyes and a busted lip And for being rude we include a brutal beatin' I'll have you eatin' food through a feedin' tube as you retreat

mud up in a source bone I don't wanna kill a motha, betta get a motherfucker for talkin' that Shit Huh, i don't wanna kill a motherfucker, betta get