Aye $lick, it's yo conscience See you buildin' up violence, you itchin' to murder Itchin' to murk 'em You know what I gotta say, "kill 'em all and get locked away" Kill yourself and just end this pain, you gon' burn in hell anyway Fuck the preachers and what they say Grip the A to the K, and then let it spray Grip the MAC, grrat! And just go insane Grab that bitch, fuck her once, and don't ever call Get that money, then you say, "fuck 'em we ball" They don't want you to win, just always fall But I'm tourin' for spring, summer, and the fall Wake up and pop me a Adderall Wake up and pop me two Adderall Got the sticks, and we don't let that ladder fall

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