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Kill Spree
Ayo...
I took shit & I clamped the lids, Chantin' for last wishes like cancer kids
Last chance to win, Like I'm on Jeopardy & don't know what the answer is
Hip Hop for a hundred points, Which rapper gets they ass slashed & beat?
I hit the buzzer knowin' I've bashed the weak, Harrassed for weeks
"The answer is?" I gasp & speak
The crowds sound clashes with my statement
Alex doesn't hear me, 'Cause I'm too nervous & can't fuckin' shake it
Just wish I had some weed to calm my platelets, Or some pills like the Matrix
So I could chill & devise my makeshift, But the fragrance of fear lingers latent
If I fuck up this last chance then my failure is completed
Just a trailer on the weekends, Where I skeet with my infidel freak bitch
No skiin' or facial treatments, Peein' in lakes or beaches
Just bein' an ungrateful demon who feeds on his own defeats
Then the dude next to me hits the buzzer
Other dude..."Is it that Kill Spree mutherfucker?"
Alex Trebek..."No sorry, That isn't what'll win it"
That's when I realized the time is fuckin' tickin'
Forget thinkin' about my future, I've gotta pay attention
So I grabbed the stick, Smashin' the indention with my tactical precision
& then said...
"Who is every faggot here spittin'?"
Final Jeopardy muther fuck.