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Met a retarted kid named Greg, with a wooden leg
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Snatched it off and beat him over the head with a peg
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Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a forty
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Mix it with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44-D
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Forget an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
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Wait until it absorbed and fell to the floor dead
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No more said case closed end of discussion
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We blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
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Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and dramas
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Cross the bombest
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We blowing up your house
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Killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommas
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I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nastradamus
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Cause I ain't making no more threats
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I'm doing drive-bys in tinted Corvettes
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On Vietnam war vets
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I am more or less sick in the head
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Maybe more
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Because I smoked crack today, yesterday,
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and the day before Sabateur
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Walk the block with a labrador
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Strapped with more straps than El Salvador
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Foul style galore
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Verbal cow manure
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Coming together like an eyebrow on Al B. Sure
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Eminem Part 1
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| Sway and King Tech f/ Emi |
