Stun Gun Stickup

Stun Gun Stickup

Can't use your weapons, no flexin'
That steel is rust around here
Ask the right questions and then make sure to stay clear
Ain't got no message, no bredren, no tears for all my peers
Fireworks for that and fear

You can't contest with, this next shit
I'm a trouble, I'm ahead of my years
My perspective, you're septic, and it'll burn right through your veneers
Disrespect it, and get checked with that style everybody wanna hear
Your developments arrested, then invested, in this sound we common bear

Steer clear of the fake shit
Drown 'em all, all around these basics
I'm a cynic and I lost my patience, world's too invasive
Kill 'em all, cook 'em raw
No hands-out if their hands are gone
Prop me off to go sing them songs
And I'm jumping sharks next to the fawns

This ten inch gone, took rent and all
You ain't a landlord, you're a super
I'm a dragon, stabbin' at your woman's wagon, King Kobra
And it's hoopla, but I'm pretty sure you're leaving here with sooches
We the morse code, you the short joke
We divorce close and we boot ya

Used the future plan, famine
Made me change the plan, fuck 'em
Bring the ruckus to Rikers
And I'm up til the ink spill from these lighters
Tight wires, over man-made fires
And the flames are getting higher
Should I jump? Turn around once?
Or stick 'em all up with my brand new stun gun?

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Capture vats of alabaster from these chapters
Punch the wall, grab my balls, spit on any coming after
I heard your favorite rapper, he's a corny ass disaster
His rhymes deserve a soapy lather, Penn State the bastard

Faster go with plaster
Tarring feather up your master
Blast a hole the size as Kansas is where theses Snake & Bats will catch ya
Mind your head, your movements came and went
You crashed but left no dents
You left no evi-dence!

And ever since the medic rinsed the blood off of my paws
It's been better prints
Shit, it's been heaven since I met a quench down in the cellar stench
Liable to the vinyl so she presses every second inch
I'll let her get Wrek in a pinch to see the eager beaver flinch

She a witch doctor, Octopussy, Bang Bang Boogie
Smoke a doobie, housing, [?]
Bark at an alpha dog twice my size on off hours
Shoot for the stars with missiles and advanced firepower

Shower me with flowers
Good God-damn, I'm so high
In a world where guns are plenty so you man up or die
Well I guess this ain't my cue because I can't fold or fly
Huh, should I jump? turn around once?
Or stick 'em all up with my brand new stun gun?

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