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Yo Carlos lopez Follow these guidelines Before i come up from behind Bend you over with no chance to revive Godmode and zealot destroyed you I'm here to make sure there's no more taboo. You incest fuck I'll hit you with my big Mac truck. There won't be any more family fuck You think that you can rhyme I'll come down on you like gravity You can call me the rap Einstein Put a hole in your thoracic cavity You'll be looking for a purpose When you should be asking forgiveness You're losing the fight You're watching the fading light Drifting away you close your eyes Then you wake up you were hypnotized Trying to remember and memorize You remember you got neutralized I'll silence this little lamb you're nothing but a big scam I aced this like all my exams no wonder you don't have any fans A wanna be that'll never be free this is your last chance to flea before you mess with us three godmode and zealot are my crew your a monotone bitch that has no clue Don't ever measure up with me You'll end up in the red sea You are not extraordinary ill Make sure that's on your fucking obituary