birds got me hawking game i m awful with the falconry i find myself coughing in a fog of shame and apathy calculating grams my heart palpitating rapidly step outside and spit my stomach acid off the balcony climb a spiral staircase and pour a glass of agua an ordinary dog flea ridden scratching hot spots heat spit like swallow bottles of hot sauce leave kids with each limb hobbled or chopped off get raped and pillaged while you babysit the neighbor s children i let em watch to see the awful things that s waiting for them uh meth brain and a sharp wit uh chest pains and a heart skipped the aim of a marksman lays out my target nothing left but a red stain on the carpet moon turned the tide into miles of carnage i smile regardless cause like sindai i m just a pile of garbage wild heartless vile tarnished eyes wide finna bear witness to the silent harvest i try my hardest not to masturbate to passion plays remain a castaway and find a vein to lacerate i m a scatterbrain like assassinated presidents these faggots need expanded frames of reference it s evident blaze up a stogie straight to my dome piece the replacement for kobe and h to the o v most valuable he plays for my home team put your words in my mouth and it tastes like bologna the fake hype is phony i cause y alls wigs to flip raw dogs in to walk the goldarn distances we the rookies with the veteran status entering homes just to look inside the medicine cabinets a couple goofy bastards peddling backwards looking for a bitch to gag on cheddar and bratwurst body painted bullseyes my lady ate some laxatives a sado masochist played the tramp straight up chaplin shit babyface came to drain the milk from the titty to give me anything s like puttin silk on the piggy they gone and crossed worthless junky with circus monkey sparkin up an owl on the prowl for the perfect skully lettin scat and urine curdle in my squirmish tummy watchin eddie murphy in my pjs shirt and undies you ain t gon get no light without the windowpane probably good advice if you ve got shit for brains so most my xs gave the best to they medicinal scripts or wound up in a bathtub with slits in they wrists on some ignorant shit i m never zippin my lips if the whiskey dick limp i ll put my fist in a bitch i m pooh bear you re the honey pot i go all in snowballin let me cum swap the money shot ac shoutin hurry up and pop with your bombaclot so i bust and pull my bloody cock out this youngn s twat thought it was something good but it s snot prayers under rocks p squares run the block these phoney rappers need to wait a minute or eat an apple with a razor in it cause i ain t gon stand for no more plagiarism old school watchin happy days on betavision blasted from the vapors and relaxin with a case of guinness i like to puff the magic dragon till my brain is lifted galaxies away from all reality and feigned affliction so naturally i made a livin actively creating rhythm can t you see how rapidly i raise the limit to save the children you don t need to practice pediatrics just string your rackets up and swing em at the weaker rappers rub a genie lamp and wish for cheaper taxes while i take a trip to wonderland and sleep with alice on a sealy mattress illegal habits send my mind to another place i m high on a couple things and i ain t ever gonna change everyday straight madness no joy all work and no play makes ac a dull boy but i m the devil and i m here to do the devil s work a disheveled jerk but still a maverick like the jet and dirk never shirk a chance to fire up the purple grass yo i ll burn your ass like i spiked the punch with turbolax drop it like it s hotter than wasabi in the toaster oven outta sight marauder gettin naughty with the post production goin nuts i roll a dutch around the mary jane purpleberry strain in my lungs so now i m cool the rap catapult cats get smacked in their mandible leave em with a f ractured c lavicle damage collateral travel to planet so fast make santa go damn that s incredible palmer squares two hippies in a trolley car wishing they could cop a golden ticket out the wonka bar how bizarre better listen or you ll find a death threat at your door like whitney in the bodyguard you need to hold a casting call dismantle all so called talent with the raptor claw i m dog shit personified nasty as hell better pass me the l or you can all get lobotomized defined as erratic unlawful and manic i ve been caught on acid lopping heads off with a hatchet straight from the source ain t no regulations enforced so i can t stay on my course translated i m lost i reminisce over things that never happened wait wait let me take that statement and retract it don t wanna sound insane like i m crazier than batshit but it s the true when i see a vertebrae i gotta snap it we fit the cold lampin caucasian demographic that ll cater to the masses till they re laying in a casket a paper thin attraction to my old life hate to stay attached to it cause now my only passion is to hold mics ya man s got the flows that fans wanna quote term and ac grandiose kickin jams for the folks cause i propose your invalid approach is a sham or a hoax or a practical joke you can tally the votes acumental by a landslide got the whole world asking when i m gonna pass by but you can t hide from tk and ac so just keep them hands high till we fade to black5