It's a battlejust for tha big money
Clowns that sound horribly orally.
Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns
When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth
Catching the shit from all these fucking clowns
My garage full of cars that bounce
But damn,they just goddamn clowns
In 2 to 6 hours
Said when i do dirt wit her
Scary like the grim reaper,
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
Scary like the grim reaper,
I don’t do nothing but ball
Right, i'm that scary y'all/
Who spits prattle crap and says he's texas chainsaw scary
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
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