Guess who's back.....
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Chorus:
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OKS original killa shit that'll leave yo wrists slit
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OKS niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted on some sick shit
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raisin' up from my tomb
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time warp on a dime off the shrooms
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zoom in let me take your mind on a journey
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see what I see visions of bodies burnin'
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like turnin a pistol and pointin it to your dome
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cock it back squeeze the trigger blow and it's on
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brains gone, thrown out the back of your cranium
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trippin' on your shorts, left your ass a corpse on your Ma's front porch
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about to torch down the house
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caught your mama and her spouse fuckin on the couch like south
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bout to make moves off your fam bam
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madman lyrically from rap to seran next plan
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let me expand on my artwork genius in my reality
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pure insanity can it be the angel dust that turns your brains to dust
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bust lyrics strangle us no one is insane as us
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Chorus:
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OKS original killa shit that'll leave yo wrists slit
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OKS niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted on some sick shit
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takin puffs on the smoke I call the Anti-Christ
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got me seein red and purple lights
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mixed with black dots
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peep the backdrop of the crime scene
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niggas seein' 19" I'm seein' widescreen
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so much red Visine can't get it out
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from the rage of the slugs as the iron spit it out
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it is I Psycho palmin' the Desert Eagle
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creepin' through your blocks in the crypt colored Reagal
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pure evil bumpin brother Lynch season of the sick
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how you gonna reason with the Psycho I'm the desolate
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watch the devil spit, call the exorcist
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satanic messages, got me wearin nigases for necklaces
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yes it is the messenger of death watch yo step
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I'm quite wicked
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make a motherfucker leak his life liquid
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so why risk it it's a suicide
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when it comes to you and I
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do or fly nigga you will die
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O.K.S.
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| Vanilla Ice |
