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08. i put the mask on like jim carrey

ssssmokin’!
i know i’m odd but i always go for even
they say i’m unbelievable, i say b-tch, believe it
this godd-mn world’s a joke i have plentiful laughs
too many petty uptight b-tches that take it up the ass
don’t be telling me beware, i’ll tell you where to be
i’m trippin’ & slippin’ the clip in, no forgiveness & leaving no witness
i let the wind breeze so this place can blow me slowly
never sharp with dull flattery, phony
you need to watch what you throwing at me that i might catch sir
i’ll get to the point across your neck & take your carnifex shirt
hypocrites infect the world sliming it like ghostbusters
but some are above & out of reach & won’t touch us
can ya hear me now? yeah, i know ya switched
used to be a f-g but now you’re full blown b-tch
waiting on you like karma restaurant, you get served
f-ck the menu, b-tch, you only get what you deserve
you hollow artists got no heart, no soul, no b-lls
y’all are some plastic b-tchmade ken dolls
i just came by to say hi, eat sh-t & die
take a flying f-ck off like a fall from the sky
ok we know all that sh-t, shut up & move on
i’m looking at these shidiots like why aren’t you gone?
playing games feeling tough but you’re still a fake
i come fully loaded watch me fill in the blank
aw, that’s cute you think you’re safe with your teflon
you should’ve stepped off now you get stepped on
like this, my basic instinct going for the ice pic
bl–dy scene like isis, what a midlife crisis
that’s a smear with a stick like sh-t, you hardly a artist
i’m gonna enlighten then ignite you just like arson
coming at me with stupid sh-t, you’re gonna get the shove on
like a.c. on a hot day, you better get the f-ck on
endless names of frauds not artists & no passion
if music is your image, then f-ck all your fashion
all these p-ssy weaklings hissing at me for this & that thing
passive then attack ya like a prison stabbing
k!lling in the cold november, shanksgiving
no gloves left at the crime for you quite fitting
sh-t’ll get sketchy when i feel vengeful, won’t let go
left no trace of you, & no pencil
i took a turn off the edge them motherf-ckers drove me crazy
like how i knocked up your old lady, kinda, sorta, maybe
now just go use your tears for lubricant & beat further
you’re a sad j-ck-ff but i call ya tearjerker
don’t you give me any bull, i’m a bulldozer
mmm, i’m copping feels all over her like i got pulled over
they are not tough or a threat, all just bark & no fetch
they got nothing like no cash, no card & no check
yes, there’s awarewolf at your door you’ll know for sure when ya hear the roar
oh, that’s ok if you got a pair of deaf ears
a blackout in your house means vect’s here
force of destruction, revenge served as a cold dish, you b-tch
you think got me like a genie, haha you wish
keeping it hood just like a sweater
you can bet it just gets better…
…ssssmokin’!

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