[Verse 1:]
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I'm just evil biologically, listen to y'all that make a mockery
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Anton LaVey is like a god to me
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I am not possibly associated with your democracy
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Gary is like a shah to me, go to war logically
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I conduct self Nostradamusly, I am Ibrahim's last prophecy
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Earth is my property, I am possessed like I'm an apostrophe
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Vinny Appice is like a star to me
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Paz swears silently, cut your fucking head like a lobotomy
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Rape the fucking beat like sodomy
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Nietzsche and philosophy, I am a vampire, I'm proud to be
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I cannot be seen in your photography
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Vinnie an anomaly, I am not a part of God's colony
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Three inches of blood on my carpeting making things hard for me
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My own family won't talk to me, I have to pray to Allah constantly honestly
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[Chorus:]
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I'm having nervous dreams, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape around the booth, no one heard em scream
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He don't deserve to dream, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having nervous dreams
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I let my pistol bang, the Official Pistol Gang
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So what's the issue man? I can make a tissue hang
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I'm having nervous dreams, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape wrapped around the booth, nobody heard em scream
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[Verse 2:]
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Underground like dirt and the oil
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Earth and the soil, I burn like boil
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Destroy rappers, King Kong massacre
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Bullets ricochet playing ping pong passengers
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Won't make it, the real won't fake it
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If something don't belong to you then don't take it
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A naked eye can look loyal but don't trust em
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That's why I chill with women, fuck em but don't cuff em
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Cheat and won't treat em, beat em and won't eat em
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Leave em and won't feed em
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Believe me a cold demon, I am but I won't leave em
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Until that we both even
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Until she catch me fucking a 20 year old freaking
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On top of the fucking bed we make love and both sleeping
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Now that's the hundredth time she caught me with hoes cheating
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I think I got a problem with being faithful
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It's not that I ain't grateful, it's just something about me so hateful
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[Chorus:]
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I'm having nervous dreams, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape around the booth, no one heard em scream
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He don't deserve to dream, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having nervous dreams
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I let my pistol bang, the Official Pistol Gang
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So what's the issue man? I can make a tissue hang
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I'm having nervous dreams, nigga this a murder scene
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Yellow tape wrapped around the booth, nobody heard em scream
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[Verse 3:]
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I'm strutting with the black mask, can't pass on the cash
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Relax on the grass, can't slack on the slash
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There's no rest, there's no 2 and a half hour crash
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I'm all about the cash, outwit and outlast
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In mass covered in black from gun powder blast
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Can care less if you wear a flag or a badge
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I'm trying to have mattresses of cash
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I'm trying to have the bachelor pad built up with packages and bags
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No matter how many bodies amass in the trash
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I stay on the move, bad news travels fast
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I stay with the smoking weapon and no discretion
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It's a gross obsession, I keep it close under low detection
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Don't provoke me and don't ask any loaded questions
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I don't go for one soul, I want the whole collection
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Send you on that long road to perfection
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Murder all the men I swore an oath of protection
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When Crows Descend Upon You
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Jedi Mind Tricks |