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I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\nI can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\nI might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\nand then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\nI will fucking destroy you. I will make it my mission in life","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.62] Fuck that bitch\n[00:17.34] Gimme a bottle and a porno, nigga\n[00:20.15] Ha, ha, ha...\n[00:29.10] Jump up in the pussy like a pogo\n[00:30.91] Stickin', makin' bitches wanna fuck me when I greet 'em\n[00:32.74] Come into my room and you will step into your doom\n[00:34.50] If it's a baby in your womb, I think it's prolly 'bout to beat 'em\n[00:36.34] Bring your baby daddy too, I really wanna meet him\n[00:38.12] Take him in a room and tell him how I had your feet up\n[00:39.97] Tell him holy-moly how a nigga had my poll-y\n[00:41.71] Stirrin' in your guacamole, she's a fine seniorita\n[00:43.53] Playin' with the pussy while she's suckin' on my Peter\n[00:45.32] Lay down on your back, I'm 'bout to eat a enchilada\n[00:47.13] I don't like to talk, but I really want to walk\n[00:49.01] You be fuckin' with Ewoks, my dick is bigger than Chubacca\n[00:50.84] Man down, man down, someone caught a body\n[00:52.68] Walked up in that bitch and hit a nigga with the shotty\n[00:54.40] Daniel San-in' motherfuckers like I know karate\n[00:56.28] Doin' shit that make you think I was trained by Mr. Miyagi\n[00:58.98] On the club but I be hella picky on my weed\n[01:00.75] Comin' around with a bomb, better run, that Reggie Bush indeed\n[01:02.54] Push up on you niggas like a bear and I attack 'em\n[01:04.40] Blocka-blocka with the Mac and put you bitches on the street\n[01:06.14] I'm comin' in your window when your family go to sleep\n[01:07.92] You think I'm bluffin'? Go ahead, believe it's only talk\n[01:09.79] I may now put the trigger down and punch you in your liver then I body slam a nigga\n[01:12.45] like the animal in Hulk\n[01:13.32] You won't win a - war against a nigga that's demonic and I'm on it well ain't that\n[01:16.02] about a bitch\n[01:16.95] Niggas think it's music and they get off of the fluid thinkin' I won't do it till\n[01:19.68] they momma found up in a ditch\n[01:20.54] Trigger finger really startin' to feel a fuckin' itch\n[01:22.38] Any minute you gon' find out you was dealin' with a psycho\n[01:24.14] Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n[01:25.94] Till I take 'em in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael\n[01:27.79] Joe Jackson\n[01:28.69] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:31.35] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:35.84] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:39.41] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:43.03] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:46.66] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:50.35] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[01:53.95] Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n[01:55.70] Till I take them in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael\n[01:57.56] Joe Jackson\n[01:58.40] Hit a motherucker with the ass of the Mossberg\n[01:59.39] Nigga you been geeking all day off of cough syrup\n[02:01.16] Nigga you ain't real you are all worse\n[02:03.88] Whoop a nigga's ass in the back of a WalMert\n[02:05.67] Ah, my bad I mean Wal-Mart\n[02:06.52] I'll do a drive by on a golf cart\n[02:08.32] Ten o'clock when I bend the block\n[02:11.07] Crack a motherfucker's skull with a cinderblock (HA!)\n[02:12.86] Take a nigga's life, put him in a box\n[02:14.64] Bitches on my dick because I'm in a drop\n[02:16.46] Ran into a nigga, wanna call the cops?\n[02:18.21] Told you niggas I am so unorthodox\n[02:20.16] Murder, murder, murder on the drop of a needle\n[02:21.98] Heavy metal stuck to my side like Magneto\n[02:23.76] Kill a rapper, put him in the trunk of a Regal\n[02:25.55] I don't give a fuck if the nigga know aikido\n[02:27.33] Slip a whole kilo, my amigo then I reload\n[02:29.14] Pow, shoot a nigga's eyeball through a peephole\n[02:30.90] Hang with the aliens, Stitch and Lilo\n[02:32.78] What you know about the maniac in a mink coat\n[02:34.54] Pow, push you nigga's wig back like chemo\n[02:36.39] Leave them with the dolphins, Dan Marino\n[02:38.13] The dope that we towed came from San Bernardino\n[02:39.98] Bullet seep through a nigga's skin like a needle\n[02:41.71] Money talk, baby, like cough syrup nino\n[02:43.56] We be getting to it like your money [?]\n[02:45.35] Fuck it, I'm the ego when I launch a torpedo\n[02:47.16] Haters suck a dick through a leopard printed Speedo\n[02:49.82] Time for some action, nigga what's crackin'?\n[02:51.65] First hater act, he gon' get a reaction\n[02:53.53] Twisted gon' slap him or Jarren gon' clap him\n[02:55.32] I'll whoop a nigga's ass like Joseph-Walter-Jackson\n[02:57.14] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:00.70] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:04.30] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:07.91] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:11.52] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:15.13] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:18.79] Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n[03:22.38] Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n[03:24.17] Till I take them in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n[03:26.95] Comin' at 'em with an AK, holla 'mayday'\n[03:28.70] When I'm standin' with 'em at the gateway like I'm Papa Legba\n[03:30.53] I go dumb, hit you with the black magic rum, it has begun\n[03:33.24] Ain't no runnin' from a nigga that's been sent to behead ya\n[03:35.06] Ain't nobody runnin' when I make a pussy come and hop over my dick\n[03:36.89] Ever when you get the booty clappin' I'mma rush and get off in your bitch\n[03:38.68] Put a hole up in your cranium and then I put 'em shot up in a ditch\n[03:41.30] (Diss), welcome to this here, the cemetery full of sick\n[03:44.09] Contra, when you wanna run up on a nigga, I'm bizzankers\n[03:45.86] Slide up on 'em like a rattlesnake and I'mma fill their body full of venom\n[03:47.64] Niggas actin' like a motherfucker was a mystery, you better look into a nigga' history\n[03:50.39] before you speak about the Twisted Insizz'em!\n[03:52.19] I don't run, I got the millimeter really wanna meet you\n[03:54.93] Walkin' right up to a nigga dumpin and stretch out and breach you\n[03:56.70] I need you, to keep on talkin' 'bout a motherfucker like he's too\n[03:58.56] Cool to come to the set, big back and drink up on Lee's Brews, nigga!\n[04:01.29] That's that bomedy bullshit on Brainsick\n[04:03.07] I posted it for the most, nigga, don't question my gangsta\n[04:04.89] Did dirt when you was in the elementary\n[04:06.64] (Inaudible)\n[04:07.50] I was on the block, nigga, might pop-pop or shank ya!\n[04:09.31] They be actin' like a nigga won't say fuck 'em all, just buck 'em all, then leavin'\n[04:12.09] everybody on the ground with bullet holes in they dome\n[04:13.81] Pull up on 'em, buss 'em with a military issue\n[04:15.62] I will dissmiss you with the clack-clack, nigga, get zapped, I'm gone!\n[04:31.70] Don't mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns\n[04:38.94] I want him dead! I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\n[04:44.35] I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\n[04:51.60] I might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\n[04:57.02] and then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\n[05:05.12] I will fucking destroy you. 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I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\n  I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\n  I might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\n  and then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\n  I will fucking destroy you. 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Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nGet yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\nNiggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yack\n'Til I take 'em in the back and beat\nA nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n\nComin' at 'em with the AK holler mayday\nWhen I'm standin' with 'em in the gateway like I'm Papa Legro\nI go dumb, hit you with the black magic rum\nIt has begun, ain't no runnin' from\nA nigga that's been sent to behead ya\nAnybody wanna run up, make a pussy come and hop up on the dick\nLove it when you get the booty clappin'\n, I'ma rush a nigga for your bitch\nPut a hole up in your cranium and then I put a shot up in a ditch\nBitch, welcome to the scary cemetery full of sick\nContra, when you wanna run up on a nigga, I'm bezongas\nSlide up on 'em like a rattlesnake\nAnd I'ma 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Bring your baby daddy through, I really wanna meet him\n  Take him in the room and tell him how I had your feet up\n  Tell him holy moly how a nigga had my pole\n  He's stirrin' in your guacamole, she's a fine senorita\n  Playin' with the pussy while she suckin' on my peter\n  Lay down on your back, I'm 'bout to eat the enchilada\n  I don't like to talk but I really walk the walk\n  You've been fuckin' Woody Wood, my dick is bigger than Chewbacca\n  Man down, man down, someone caught a body\n  Walked up in that bitch and hit a nigga with the shotty\n  Bangin' son of motherfuckers like I know karate\n  Doin' shit that make you think I was trained by Mr. Miyagi\n  Don't be clappin', I be yellin' \"Pinky\" on my weed\n  Comin' around with a bobbity brown and Reggie Bush indeed\n  Push up on you niggas like a bear when I attack\n  I blacka blacka with the mac and put you bitches in the street\n  I'm comin' in your window when your family go to sleep\n  You think I'm bluffin' go and can't believe it's only talk\n  I'm here to put the trigger down and punch you in your liver\n  Then I body slam a nigga like the animal in Hulk\n  You won't win a war against a nigga that's demonic\n  And I'm on it with a debt about a bitch\n  Niggas think it's music and they get off with a fluid\n  Thinkin' I won't do it 'til they mama find up in a ditch\n  Trigger finger really start to feel a fuckin' itch\n  Any minute you gon' find that you was dealin' with a psycho\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yack\n  'Til I take 'em in the back and beat\n  A nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yack\n  'Til I take 'em in the back and beat\n  A nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n\n  Yeah, hit a motherfucker with the acid, I'm off\n  Lil' nigga you been geekin' all day off of cough syrup\n  Yeah, nigga you ain't real, you are all words\n  Whoop a nigga's ass in the back of the Wall-murt\n  My bad, I mean Walmart\n  But I'll do a drive-by on a golf cart\n  Ten o'clock when I bend a block\n  Crack a motherfucker's skull with a cinder block\n  Takin' niggas life, put 'em in a box\n  Bitches on my dick because I'm in a drop\n  Ratatouille nigga, wanna call the cops?\n  Told you niggas I am so one of the top\n  Murder, murder, murder, wanna drop a manito\n  Heavy metal stuck to my side like Magneto\n  Kill a rapper, put him in a trunk of a Regal\n  I don't give a fuck if the nigga know Aikido\n  Sniff a whole kilo of my amigo then I reload\n  Pow, shoot a nigga's eyeball through a peephole\n  Hang with the aliens, Stitch and Lilo\n  What you know about the maniac in a mink coat?\n  Pow, push a nigga's wig back like chemo\n  Leave him with the dolphins, Dan Marino\n  The dope that we tote can't resent Bernadino\n  Bullets seep through a nigga's skin like a Dino\n  Money talk baby like Paul Serbino\n  We be gettin' to it like Gee Money and Nino\n  Fuckin' up the ego when I launch a torpedo\n  Haters suck a dick through a leopard print Speedo\n  Time for some action, nigga what's crackin'?\n  First hater act, he gon' get a reaction\n  Twisted gon' slap him or Jarren gon' clap him\n  I'm whoopin' niggas ass like Joseph Walter Jackson\n\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo' ass whupped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yack\n  'Til I take 'em in the back and beat\n  A nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n\n  Comin' at 'em with the AK holler mayday\n  When I'm standin' with 'em in the gateway like I'm Papa Legro\n  I go dumb, hit you with the black magic rum\n  It has begun, ain't no runnin' from\n  A nigga that's been sent to behead ya\n  Anybody wanna run up, make a pussy come and hop up on the dick\n  Love it when you get the booty clappin'\n  , I'ma rush a nigga for your bitch\n  Put a hole up in your cranium and then I put a shot up in a ditch\n  Bitch, welcome to the scary cemetery full of sick\n  Contra, when you wanna run up on a nigga, I'm bezongas\n  Slide up on 'em like a rattlesnake\n  And I'ma fill they body full of venom\n  Niggas actin' like a motherfucker was a mystery\n  You better look into a nigga history\n  Before you speak about the Twisted Incizum\n  I don't, but I got a millimeter, really wanna meet you\n  Walkin' right up to a nigga dome and then stretch out and reach you\n  I need you to keep on talkin' 'bout a motherfucker like he's too cool\n  To come to the set, bick back and drink up on Lee's brews, nigga\n  That's that vomity bullshit on Brainstick\n  I posted it for the most, nigga don't question my gangster\n  Did dirt when you was in the elementary\n  Rather get half of the teacher, I was on\n  The block, nigga might pop pop for a shanky\n  They be actin' like a nigga won't say fuck 'em all, just buck 'em all\n  Then leavin' everybody on the ground with bullet holes in they dome\n  Pull up on 'em, bust 'em with a military issue\n  I will dismiss you with a clack clack, nigga get zapped, I'm gone\n\n  Don't mess with the bull, young man, you'll get the horns\n  I want him dead, I want his family dead\n  I want his house burnt to the ground\n  I wanna go in the middle of the night, I wanna break the neck\n  I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces\n  Or we can talk\n  One night I can come to you inside of\n  Your house, wherever you're sleeping\n  And I'm gonna cut your throat\n  And 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I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\nI can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\nI might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\nAnd then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\nI will fucking destroy you. 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I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\n  start_ms: 278940\n  end_ms: 284350\n- text: I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\n  start_ms: 284350\n  end_ms: 291600\n- text: I might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\n  start_ms: 291600\n  end_ms: 297020\n- text: And then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\n  start_ms: 297020\n  end_ms: 305120\n- text: I will fucking destroy you. I will make it my mission in life\n  start_ms: 305120\n  end_ms: 308350\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 308350\nplain: |-\n  Fuck that bitch\n  Gimme a bottle and a porno, nigga\n  Ha, ha, ha...\n  Jump up in the pussy like a pogo\n  Stickin', makin' bitches wanna fuck me when I greet 'em\n  Come into my room and you will step into your doom\n  If it's a baby in your womb, I think it's prolly 'bout to beat 'em\n  Bring your baby daddy too, I really wanna meet him\n  Take him in a room and tell him how I had your feet up\n  Tell him holy-moly how a nigga had my poll-y\n  Stirrin' in your guacamole, she's a fine seniorita\n  Playin' with the pussy while she's suckin' on my Peter\n  Lay down on your back, I'm 'bout to eat a enchilada\n  I don't like to talk, but I really want to walk\n  You be fuckin' with Ewoks, my dick is bigger than Chubacca\n  Man down, man down, someone caught a body\n  Walked up in that bitch and hit a nigga with the shotty\n  Daniel San-in' motherfuckers like I know karate\n  Doin' shit that make you think I was trained by Mr. Miyagi\n  On the club but I be hella picky on my weed\n  Comin' around with a bomb, better run, that Reggie Bush indeed\n  Push up on you niggas like a bear and I attack 'em\n  Blocka-blocka with the Mac and put you bitches on the street\n  I'm comin' in your window when your family go to sleep\n  You think I'm bluffin'? Go ahead, believe it's only talk\n  I may now put the trigger down and punch you in your liver then I body slam a nigga\n  Like the animal in Hulk\n  You won't win a - war against a nigga that's demonic and I'm on it well ain't that\n  About a bitch\n  Niggas think it's music and they get off of the fluid thinkin' I won't do it till\n  They momma found up in a ditch\n  Trigger finger really startin' to feel a fuckin' itch\n  Any minute you gon' find out you was dealin' with a psycho\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n  Till I take 'em in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael\n  Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n  Till I take them in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael\n  Joe Jackson\n  Hit a motherucker with the ass of the Mossberg\n  Nigga you been geeking all day off of cough syrup\n  Nigga you ain't real you are all worse\n  Whoop a nigga's ass in the back of a WalMert\n  Ah, my bad I mean Wal-Mart\n  I'll do a drive by on a golf cart\n  Ten o'clock when I bend the block\n  Crack a motherfucker's skull with a cinderblock (HA!)\n  Take a nigga's life, put him in a box\n  Bitches on my dick because I'm in a drop\n  Ran into a nigga, wanna call the cops?\n  Told you niggas I am so unorthodox\n  Murder, murder, murder on the drop of a needle\n  Heavy metal stuck to my side like Magneto\n  Kill a rapper, put him in the trunk of a Regal\n  I don't give a fuck if the nigga know aikido\n  Slip a whole kilo, my amigo then I reload\n  Pow, shoot a nigga's eyeball through a peephole\n  Hang with the aliens, Stitch and Lilo\n  What you know about the maniac in a mink coat\n  Pow, push you nigga's wig back like chemo\n  Leave them with the dolphins, Dan Marino\n  The dope that we towed came from San Bernardino\n  Bullet seep through a nigga's skin like a needle\n  Money talk, baby, like cough syrup nino\n  We be getting to it like your money [?]\n  Fuck it, I'm the ego when I launch a torpedo\n  Haters suck a dick through a leopard printed Speedo\n  Time for some action, nigga what's crackin'?\n  First hater act, he gon' get a reaction\n  Twisted gon' slap him or Jarren gon' clap him\n  I'll whoop a nigga's ass like Joseph-Walter-Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Get yo ass whooped like a nigga Joe Jackson\n  Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap\n  Till I take them in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael Joe Jackson\n  Comin' at 'em with an AK, holla 'mayday'\n  When I'm standin' with 'em at the gateway like I'm Papa Legba\n  I go dumb, hit you with the black magic rum, it has begun\n  Ain't no runnin' from a nigga that's been sent to behead ya\n  Ain't nobody runnin' when I make a pussy come and hop over my dick\n  Ever when you get the booty clappin' I'mma rush and get off in your bitch\n  Put a hole up in your cranium and then I put 'em shot up in a ditch\n  (Diss), welcome to this here, the cemetery full of sick\n  Contra, when you wanna run up on a nigga, I'm bizzankers\n  Slide up on 'em like a rattlesnake and I'mma fill their body full of venom\n  Niggas actin' like a motherfucker was a mystery, you better look into a nigga' history\n  Before you speak about the Twisted Insizz'em!\n  I don't run, I got the millimeter really wanna meet you\n  Walkin' right up to a nigga dumpin and stretch out and breach you\n  I need you, to keep on talkin' 'bout a motherfucker like he's too\n  Cool to come to the set, big back and drink up on Lee's Brews, nigga!\n  That's that bomedy bullshit on Brainsick\n  I posted it for the most, nigga, don't question my gangsta\n  Did dirt when you was in the elementary\n  (Inaudible)\n  I was on the block, nigga, might pop-pop or shank ya!\n  They be actin' like a nigga won't say fuck 'em all, just buck 'em all, then leavin'\n  Everybody on the ground with bullet holes in they dome\n  Pull up on 'em, buss 'em with a military issue\n  I will dissmiss you with the clack-clack, nigga, get zapped, I'm gone!\n  Don't mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns\n  I want him dead! I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!\n  I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces, or we can talk\n  I might come to you to your house while you're sleeping and I'm gonna cut your throat\n  And then I'll come back and I'll slash your eyeballs. I'll pour gasoline in your eyes\n  I will fucking destroy you. I will make it my mission in life\n"}]