u ain't never touched a gun in ya life so u're not a crook clearly
but if u ever did.. u'd be Deadpool in a mag out faster than any comic book series
i'm a boss like Tony Soprano so the piece on my hip stays loaded w/ ammo
& i'm handin out headshots..
so when i pack the can, pop off a lid & leave ya Skoal open.. it ain't smokeless tobacco
Leatherface w/ metal blades, grab a knife & carve thru ya spleen
put ya organs inside of jars right after takin out ya Eisenhart like Luther P.
& ya bitch? i fucked her all in ya crib & left that wet snatch demolished
i'm talkin bedroom, livingroom, bathroom..
& there was enough Action in the kitchen to rival that chef/rapper Bronson's
& fuck a gun, one swing'll smash this brittle fag's face in
i'll just snuff 'em w/ a fist full of rings.. & put more gold to his grill than Trinidad James's
throw a right & K.O. this rookie cuz my hand's remarkable..
so if u thought i'd slack cuz u're Neutron.. irony, ya still gettin smashed to particles
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