Inhale & smash you in2 ashes
Gettin' vexed & slapped
Bash you straight to Damascus when tame rappers attack
Stashed the right deck of cards in they bags to murk bastards
Annihilate your lifespan & stash you in a casket with maggots
It ain't 9/11 but still tragic,
I snap these fingers & design magic
I'll swing a sword towards your head & smash you thru the fuckin' door
Makin' your star fall like Fatso's on some rotten bloody fuckin' floors
Connectin' the sword tip to your vocal chords,
Your bitch can suck it up all straw like until her fuckin' nostrils are raw.
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