Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
It ain't gon' be no back and forth
I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile
Complex like my written and this instrumental, after this go ahead call me mental
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws
Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil
Your balls get susan boyle
Pop a bullet in your chest,
Carol city or was it the west
My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Imma pop a cap in your hand~and leave your hand on your cap,
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
Your balls cry during bug life
Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red
Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread
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