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tick tock on the clock, blood on my chin, sparks in the morning, shot 9 on the glock, mud on my skin, your yawning Oscar the fuckin grouch came to the top from the garbage bin. I came to be called king not god. south east beast in the midst of peeps. el Diablo sinners on the streets, the thing is right now, I'm him the stinging sin left from the stingers of the claws of the devil. its incarnate its 666 its for the win it's the birthday of the corrupt human diamond ring worth not a thing. no trippy shit Tee says, just bars hektik , so this is it. I'm drive up your driveway with my million dollar car to your doorstep. petrified and dyslexic all your left with is, an eye lid to blink and a brain cell to think. to think fuck this cunt is sick. add 3 6 to the mix and ima go get em and ima get em in and ima win then no jinx and your woman such a minx who thinks blood is thicker then gin sits sick as shit. like the gunner giving the middle finger up to foil the runner living in the riddle of a king pin. im just so super like the fuckin supernova and I think this be time to line the drinks up and sink some signs cuzz. nah nah not gonna do it like that. cos I just smoke bongs like no other when i sing songs like a trooper over yhe blue moon and past the trench coats so soon. so no hopes for ciggy smokes and big ass tokes but biggy smalls and I choke a butt load of dope shut the gate til im comatosed over the tuna toast how's the weird shit now it's salmon in the Chinese fish shop like a bull on fine China cups and pots and rock, drop, Rob the lot and the babies cot til the baby stops crying from the gym trip. tip the waiter slim lips cos it's my birthday and its his or its within him or its hers or shes shunted and hunted in the ring. meanwhile I start tiring the Irishman of drip drop grog drinks this is orixin on the beat krezkrim on the Track that's the prerogative. with the six pence six shot six cyll and the funds in the pocks i came to jump ya in the upper wing pick the master lock now I'm rhyming like a hunnid plankton getting hot and prancing into bikini bottom cop shop and dancing when they winning the lotto like Bill gates and ted bundy getting slizzard on the mondy I got lotsa lotsa money and a bit of purps so tocome to the dunny and remove your skirt sorry bars for the running bars when it's sunny bars for my hunny. last line here I love myself like premium liquor off the top shelf. rapping quicker than any niggah when I hit the spells. str8 outta hell got full health points if I don't have that then ima hit the joints and if I don't have coin ima sell to your uncle at double the price cos he's uncool and despite your aunt they ain't gunna sprattle me hit this bitch like the Seattle team. hit this bitch like a baby with a rattle. off now so I hope your proud of how i hit that kill switch and went out like I did on kitchen sink. I brang the link between worlds and the kink in your girl is back to back she curl up after I hit that minge one time two time 3s the charm and I court to be called calmer than Jeffrey dahmer. that's it orixin I think your the king of this shit so hit me back with something schmick