J won't quit but if opportunity knocks blaze that bitch
pour gasoline on the bridge, engulf it in flames & skip
embrace the gift, pack ya bags & take this trip...
knock knock, whose there? who cares! buy the cookies
whenever your girl scouts she known to ride with rookies
placing all bets, add the muscle that I'd supply to bookies
supply the front and that's how we fit right in Woody..
move like a cephalopod when handling a deck of cards
or you could have this flame hitting your spider senses hard
I'm senseless, heartless, the board could connect the dart
take this nicotine to your apple & tear that neck apart...
16's is what I'm benchin' y'all, y'all built like Urkles eyelids
while I hold the world on my back, moving this Turtle island
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