, through the projects Maybe one night look through your peephole, peekaboo! I got a gift for you, to fuck Santa Claus Open your door, face the Cenobites
[Rage: x8] "The roughest, roughest, roughest (Say What?)" [Godfather Don] Why can't anyone understand that I'm meticulous I reek of putrified flesh
verbatim I chippy chop and I ate 'em but rate 'em I slayed 'em and baked 'em With an unleaded more higher to burner more In other words elevated weighted
Of some more top minds, align refine To the exaggerated potency of a glock nine I rock mine with tope rhymes in a lot time To weaker brothers, and others
to Kansas City Walked and entered the train At 59th Street North Carolina Now I'm a finish right here because I forgot the other parts of the rhymes
