Spaghetti

Yeah hol up Psycho pathic

Ready to kill em

Lil boy I been sitting in the mud looking to the sky ain't know what it was

Told them my moment would come, Shit

Lil boy I been sitting in the mud looking to the sky ain't know what it was

I told these motherfuccers man yea

Yea Hit me

I was ready

Bitch I'm ready

Bitch I'm ready like some microwaved spaghetti

No machete hatchet swangin' turn thee fucc boy to confetti

Swinging this steadily coming in heavily

Ouija the mac put the mac in the veli

The mac in the roni

The mac be right on me

I keep them (?) and big rig right on me Homie

I never wanted a break I just wanted a chance to come do some more work

I flip the mothafuccin work now fork in the pot go berserk

40 up under my shirt now

Climbing up out of the dirt

Still got the mud in my fingernails when I be flipping these bitches the bird hol' up swerve

I'm on the verge step to my family we starting a purge

I got the mothafuccin' scissors I'm cutting off everyone get on my nerves

I used to look in the mirror and hate what I saw and believed I was cursed

Suddenly my life got better now cause that shit couldn't have got any worse and I was ready

I was ready

Me (I was ready)

Hey! Look (I was ready)

Told that bitch turtle wax my coffin I'm popping until they mourn

Still screaming "Fucc 12" like the dicc in orgy porn

Black rose in the graveyard my chopper just the thorns

Ice col till' the bury me your bullets make me warm

I get juggalo love every city I perform

Bitches wanna suck my dick right now they got to sign a form

Fucc the norm, We the storm

Psychopathic bout to swarm

No expression on my face when you erase

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Ready to kill em I can not fucc with em I told em my moment would would come

Bitch I've been ready