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ay, a gremlin with gangrene is somethin to see boy,

tried to kill myself but used myself as a decoy,
you can feel the recoil, making your skin crawl,
smokin !@(% chasing a dragon on tin foil,

you can see the dragon fly away from the tin foil,
i kinda miss my kinfo.
life in an insult.

ay, goodfella but im hella poor
skull bandanna, black hoody like Skeletor,
shoot a couple psychos and i turn into Great Ape

vice grips, ice picks, zap straps and grey tape.
ay, i chop em up at the pork store
stick em like a cork board

rock like the warp tour,
B-A-X-W-A-R-R
any white boy beat me? hardy har har!

One fourty four four nine nine thirty eigths,
im the little devil tryin to break inside the pearly gates,


each verse nuclear *bomb with atomic hook*
so much ink on my skin I'm a comic book,
pop so many pills i was seeing pink elephants, irrelevant,

ill still rip your skull from your skellaton,
drink a pepsi cola while i ride a silver surf board,
north west is mine you don't want to start a turf war,

gladiator dawg, mad child king corso,
Thor's war hammer knock your brain to your torso,
you get it? that means its honkey strong,

that means i drop this $#&@in mallet like Donkey Kong,
so keep your tonsils shut,
cause i will crush a mother $#&@er like a monster truck,

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I'm a heathen, a gremlin, an ogre a tyrant
Hallucinating like the mike is dipped in psyllocybin

Mad's maniacal. Motor mouth on a hot-streak
Used to shop at Gucci, now I stop at the swap meet.
I'm like Popeye eating spinach for concerts

I'm a miniature monster I will diminish and conquer
Spewing venom with the dragon of the blessed palace
I'm thinkin of a challenge drinkin from this special chalice

Soldier demons and scavengers of the damned
Passengers in my van? "A massacre is at hand!"
I let a hundred snakes loose, I'm delusional

Then dance around in space boots, I'm confusing you
Stun guns, bear traps, gangsters on cocaine
I got dragon's breath, spinning fire, and propane.

I'm sending out my surrogates,
So I can stay home, write rhymes and keep flourishin'
Hands dirty, stand sturdy with $$#ertiveness

Every word I mutter is a murderous adverti!@&(t
"Help me!" Thant's the cry of a true looney
'Cause I feel like $#&@ing dying, I'm crying with 2 tooneys(?)

Seven golden angels, Chemical warfare
Deadly mustard gas attacks, acid flashbacks
See, I come from the future, that's a very gloomy place

I'm the Silver Surfer and I'm wiping out the human race
You? You a plastic gangster with a pocketknife.
Me? I keep it gangster and I rock the mike.

It's Mr Mystery, a formula with infinite depth
Feel the wind from my breath
Ay! Misbehaving raving lunatic, Twelve Monkeys

Disengage a crazy moody prick, ex-junkie
Lazy-ass buffoon, but I'm crazy as a loon
Now I'm riding a flying dinosaur and waving at the moon

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