Neigh's back.. that straight crack.. getcha face wrapped in plate glass
My gauge match the Bane mask, the iron pound leave 'Kai Greene w/ that weight strapped
I'm a timber wolf beastin.. killer swingin cold-finished chrome cleavers
Split your skull like a dinner roll, leave ya inner soul screamin like the Ninja Scroll demon
Beat you to the bone gristle.. bitch, even if I DON'T kill you, you'll die
You're Alias Scum.. after I mop the floor w/ you, you can change it to Mold, Mildew & Grime
I body shit w/ that shotty gripped; blow ya cabbage out the back of ya couch
Clutchin that pump.. catch so many bucks to ya front door, Strikta'll try & jack your account
Ya girl's down for deep dickin.. I have her screamin, "Neighbor!" in pain
It's funny.. 'cause the Mordycai give her, the less you hear that bitch sayin your name
Your mom's got a big fatty I'd wanna hit badly
But the slut got a face like Trick Daddy mixed w/ Pancake's hick family
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Even signing my autograph’s like writing a slaughter pact
Last edited by Neighbor; 12-19-2013 at 12:29 PM.
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