Opening Monolog:
Who are you talking to right now?
Who is it you think you see?
Do you know how much i make a year?
I mean even if i told you, you wouldn't believe it.
Do you know what would happen if i suddenly decided to stop going into work?
A business, big enough that it could be listed on the Nasdaq, goes belly up... disappears.
It ceases to exist without me
No... you clearly you dont know who your talking to so let me clue you in.
I am not in danger.
I am the danger.
I guy opens this door and gets shot you think of me... no.
I am the one he is.
I'm the devil, if ever there was such a thing
The results of much too many drugs what you're seeing
I'm a mindfuck, completely dis-(gu-uh-uh)-sting
I'm (what), a human mutt fuck a being
I'm a dog - fuck lambs, I'm silencing 'em all
I'm involved in murders forensic science couldn't solve
Giant set of balls too big to buy a set of drawers
Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall to the floor
Each thought's completely warped
I'm like a walking, talking, Ouija board
Speaking in tongues, I've never spoke this speech before
Hhem-delle-la, ennich-me-noughh-mi-niche-mick-norrf
Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em
'til you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near 'em?
Well if so, get ready for some shit, yo
Is this some kind of sick joke? Shit no, motherfucking schizo
So disturbed, he just goes so berserk, he tiptoes
Fist first with scissors to slit throats of just hoes
Just goes to shizzow you dizzon't, fizzuck with
So-someone this disturbed, sa-sippin on si-zzurp
So - lock your doors, drop to the floors
Get your shotguns drawn - here comes another Clockwork Orange
Look at Bizarre; you really think he's right in his mind
What the fuck you think's goin' through when he's writin' his rhyme
Kendrick Lamar:
I woke up this morning with my dick on hard. Didn't know why till i said fuck all ya'll, or fuck this world, or Im a fuck that girl. Good Kid m.A.A.d City watch my day unfurl. I put my life in these sentences. Fucking right its either that or life sentences. Im relatives with Benjamin. I use to give a fuck about my luck when I was innocent. Now what the fuck is up Im at your neck like a penalty. Nigga i need that. Bitch i need that. 24 aches and a mule best believe that. They say he got smoke like where the weed at? And every thing you owe bitch nigga we that. Pockets on Kelly Price, back when it was Ninety Five. Buy a strap, and then we cock it back when its uncircumcised. Write a rap on how he just react when shotty hit the spine. Give em dap and then we slide. Through your hood three dozen times. So whats good I'm looking for a pedicured pink pussy that pop preferably the kind that dont speak. Uh. Bomb as head. Uh. Till she cant blink and her eye's get watery you gotta pardon me. All i ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds and my teacher as my women when she smile i stick my tongue in. Plus some cartoons and some cereal Snoop Doggy on my stereo. Some british nikes or la gears with glowing lights or Perry Ellis jacket i would love a swap meet full of Chevrolets and candy paint thats wet. With Tammy on the bumper can i hump her poppa tell me yes. A DB Jeezy concert and a DJ Quicks on one cassette. Twenty years later Hi hater Im the fucking best.

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