Pariah
Samuel Vincent
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I'm a fat man I'm getting ready to drop the bomb You a Simbalton I call you Mufasa son Cleanse your soul like it's Ramadan I'm a fucking revelation, you could read that in the right Quran That make the Bible wrong, Homie holding on the rifle strong with a sniper arm like he fight in 'Nam I crash weddings and get fucking obliterated Kick the groom out the window, tell the bride that he didn't make it I'm Ludacris, all I do is Act a Fool Leave you stuck in the field in danger, Back To School I'm Obnoxious like a track off of Volume 2 Kill your fucking fam now you live in solitude I'll ground a dude like's he premium beef And if you fucking with me homie then they peeling the street You feeling defeat Now your maker you'll meet I sick the hounds on you doggie like I'm feeding them treats Ha ha ha Yeah Fucking bastard You ain't seeing me cousin If I'm in a bad mood then you leaving me cousin Gimme a hammer and I promise you it's game over Blowing lines of white throughout the night in the Range Rover This anger inside, I mangle ya hide And if you fucking with me homie then your ankles are tied Yeah A savage disease, you never thought a maggot could bleed A look from me will force your bladder to pee like steeping bags of tea I'm an alcoholic misfit with slit wrists Dancing on the graves of your brothers for some sick kicks Call me John Wilkes, I'm spitting in the Boothe Get ya head blown back, I'm sicker than the croup I'm sitting in the coupe waiting for this bitch to breathe 'Cuz she been bobbing for apples under my fricken' seat Speaking of head, I leave yours under the Christmas tree Burning on some different leaves with these cryptic keys Call me Craig Mack I bring the Flava to ya ear I pack the knapsack just in case you disappear Come on homie, you gotta rob faster I drop bastards, I'm bringing bars back like Jon Taffer You moving like a CHUD, I'm shooting like a FLUDD The Sunshine has died now we moving through the mud I get crazy with a bastard's maul in a pit with men who fiending like going through crack withdrawal high on Adderall I'm Dunkin' on the competition like coffee or basketball You a punk that fell off after all You can't spit with this You fly too close to the sun just like Icarus You know I'm too sick with this Infected like I transmitted Syphilis, you a little bitch Get ya head crushed into little bits Yeah SV The Coalition Divine Science You been known Bring it motherfucker Yeah Ha ha ha ha ha
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