Scumbags

Willing to start killin

Cause I got no feelings inside

So what your dead kid, you ain't special

Millions have died

You think shit's funny

You'll laugh in a ditch

After you get your face ripped off

Or your left with half of your lips

Even with a chest strapped with a vest

No one's safe cause this evil infests

And stays trapped in your flesh

I life, you learn it's a risk

You could get burned to a crisp

You won't know, it could be your turn to be stiff

Ronnie called, said we gotta dig a hole for some pigs

Wench in the crib, I smelled her from the stench in his fridge

Keepin' the chicks on booze, they better broke and in debt

Hopeless and stressed, we feed them off coke to forget

Garbage bag em, 20 tacks to the windpipe

Sit tight! my surgical gloves service a midwife

Sprinkled powdered X, trifle on the blonde beaver

Ay yo satans back, and he just made the cover of Don Diva

Some mail order teens, from philippines

Sex puppet, quadriplegic, with bigger tits from Creatine

Thuggin it, me and my drug covenant, we on some money shit

Thorazine, bitches fillet, stay in my dungeon pit

Yo Mitch, we gotta burn a pair of tits

I murdered this fat bitch, now it's time to incinerate her slit

Kid, uncle howie's new girlfriends is a cyborg

Electronical vocal cords, spanish robotic whore

This bitch is kit, howie came over for a hit

He asked me for 10 bucks so he could go shoot up some shit

Put him on a cover, filmed the video, Mordecai was smokin crack

Yamaka and all that, so give him dap

We're takin fat pieces of shits, enslaving them

And attaching them to horses, and cracking 'em with the whip

I got gene computer guys brain fried

Sent him back to the projects with the roaches, so he commit suicide

His mothers obscene, she had a wart attached to her face

The size of a grape, had it cut it off with a laser beams

Put a gun to his head, should of bust a lead

Cause that depressed faggot is cancerous I'm walking dead

Mail and bitches, cockroaches and pictures

Of asian bitches, l with shotties in the mouth I'm sadistic

I had her sucking barrel, flashin crotch

My pornographic thirty two panel insert is hot

We carry heat

Howie rock the whole fleet

Caddy jeeps, heated seats

Party favors, snow, icebergs sheets

I like chicks with over bites, make the urinal sweet

Pullin my meat, bust off we tossin' off on they cheeks

rap sadist, with homemade balze and face lifts

I'm from Brooklyn, home of the beat box and rapists

Now I cruise Cali, fuck Jakes, fakes, and cash whores

Drivin up the coast, cocaine stuck to my dashboard

Y'all bitches nauseate me, knowing that scort is a tool

You mad corny, cause you probably watch porn for the dudes

Sellin' your M3 for AZT in the test tubes

Seconds too late, the man made serum infects you

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