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Witness

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Witness

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Nobody really gives a shit if I'm in this

The proof is in the pudding, fuck it God is my witness

With that said, you ain't gotta get with this

Go ahead play your part, sit and swallow with dick bitch

These silly suckers rappin' need to be lip-less

Their center steady cryin' in the bottomless pit with

The D double E V I L, fo' sho'

Spark a flame to the place, and we out. Latch the do'

I'm so ill, roadkill on the asphalt

I blast off, it's an offa' [?] package of bath salt

My nat [?] caught fire, yeah I'm rappin' my ass off

I'm Bruce Wayne, only when I shit wit' the mask off

The gas cost pennies, there's plenty to go around

Get revenge with the pen, my P-N-C? blow a pound

Buck em down Rogers, my demons do need handlers

They look the part but they're much sicker like Pee Lander

Broads scamper when I enter the room

Enter the sandman, the Devil was too in tune

So I changed frequencies and the diggity's get nothin'

Super-size me, when I eat emcees I'mma glutton

Push buttons like a secretary with plush pins

All the hatred you feel is necessary is nothin'

Fuck friends, I ain't compatible with a lot of ya'll

Me, myself and I, don't sweat it. No, never, not at all

What does it take to make everyone buy the jam?

Do I do another bump and then tell you how I am?

I do need the priests or servants to tell me that I be damned

I could buck em all down and reload with the slight of hand

Right I can. Not coach ya'll outta the minor leagues

Everybody's burnin' up tryin' to huddle in my degrees

I'mma need, three feet and a couple of fresh vixens

Two shots of jager, some silence and less bitchin'

Mo' henchmen, the army's morale is high

Band of brothers trained to shoot on whatever's caught in the eye

I rely on spewin' the gimmick isn't the fit

All they wanna hear is bars about bitches and movin' bricks

This is it. Moon walkin' on maggots

You'll never be fly

Smoke em if you got em, shit even if it's a re-fry

Be my, guest then I guess I gotta get gully

Lookin' down from headed scenery's bout to get pretty ugly

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