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Karate Hands, Nigga

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Karate Hands, Nigga

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It's too late not to escalate

Nothing ever comes out of hesitating

What's the phone number to send the text

To elevate the semtex?

Sidestep those subjects

Half crazy goes a long way

Just ensure you ain't pointed in the wrong way

I confess see, that I'm off my rocker

I'm Darren Aronofsky

That's all I see or Lockheed guns with more velocity

Built for war atrocities

From sea to shining sea

Did I fucking stutter?

Astronaut squirrel with karate hands

Right Angle Robert Parallel Pants

Hit it like fist of the north star, then I pull back and I fist her like a pornstar

Mercy with the five rez

Even if I lose, make a profit with the side bets

Super male vitality, nigga better hide that

Infowar right, fluoride can't abide that

Brain force, recommended dose, I take twice that

I would not advise that, son

Die son

Rest assured, you are not my paisan

Maximum overdrive the original obsidian samurai, son

Never see it coming, ambush, Persona 5

Dale Gribble orange hat, exterminator has now arrived

Rainy street is mine ya

When I get back from my whip, everybody better duck down

When I get back from my whip, everybody better duck down

Because I am 12 shots deep, I ain't fucking around

I am 12 shots deep and I'm fittin' to drown

When I get back from my whip, everybody better duck down

Wrote it in one day

Late night Monday, early morning Tuesday

Too long in the oven fucks up the souffle

On the elevator to the gallows

What's that in the shadows?

How the fuck should I know?

Might be the BLACKHANDPATH bad guys

In black masks, bring the black mass

Bitch get laughed at, shit be right back

Can you math that? Subtract, then add that

Equate to half that I'm awake so smash that snooze

Like ya whole crew and ya boo's cooze, death by snoo snoo

It's not news, we are bruise dudes

That spew fumes with attorneys that are all very skilled Jew dudes

For those whom sue

Send the lewd nudes females that squat bars

To the inbox theblackhandpath @ gmail. Com

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