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Punk Ass Suckas
- Inspirations comes like a penetration, After some work for the nation
- Of whatever putting records together, Heavy like the weather
- Women cant get no wetter, I know my music is better Mr Rogers sweater
- I fight like the shredder, Ain't turtle gonna be my beheader
- Stuff it, I roll with who I want, So when around me act respectful not a punk
- Or a fool, King Lear ain't near you, But Edmund is around the corner
- And Reagan's called the coroner, As all they heard were shots and I was the gunner
- Messing with a rhyme runner, It the same as threatening a God with thunder
- Detrimental consequences roll down in deadly sequences so skip this part and jump the fences
- As Master T is swordsman and you just one of them gangsta rapper dressers
- All talk and no show, Probably doing to much blow, Up in his room
- Boom goes the door and I come through, Throw his ass of the building as I don't mess with you
- Did he grow wings, Not in time to see the nice spring
- Yeah I said nice so, What I said it without ass butt
- Looking over here, This chic caught my ear, now I wanna go near, And her Ass I wanna smear
- In all sorts of nasty stuff, I cant say it on a record, Its too rough
- Punks acting buff and thinking they tough, But police had enough, And take away ya huff
- As you do the puff, Running away and stuff ain't kinda tough but I ain't the judge
- He gotta hold a grudge, As junior's dad was the original shady bunch
- Throwing shade at everyone, When my raps came through eh got stunned
- That anyone can react and keep in contact with they sanity, His lost a vanity
- Through my rhymes others gained clarity, Then he got mad at me
- In conclusion sadly, he went off the bridge madly and so goes the legacy of idiocy in the family
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