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JIGSAW
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Nascar Aloe
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Ha-ha B*t*h, I'm Nascar, who are you? Can't nobody rap like me or act like me If he even try, I'm causin' casualties B*t*h, I feel like [?] 'cause this a tragedy Ran away from hell, the demons after me B*t*h, I bossed up, and now they envy me F**ked the game up, b*t*h, I'm the MVP Yeah, I heard yo song, it sounded incomplete Voices in my head, it's different ent**ies But I'm ragin', instead I'm pointing guns to my head I'm a demon, I see red, I need to feed off the flesh Aloe aim by your chest, I calculate just like chess B*t*h, I want to cut necks, don't give a f**k 'bout blue checks B*t*h, I'm about it, I count the pesos Shootin' 'em down like it was Halo, uh-uh-uh A few hundred rounds up in the Draco Fingerin' yo b*t*h like Play-Doh, uh-uh-uh Cup full of mud, with this I may blow And yo b*t*h givin' fellatio, uh-uh-uh Some' wrong with my brain, I don't think that I'm stable But my [?] give me appraisal, uh Bricked out, still p*ssed off, my d**k hard, it's liftoff I'm unchained like Django, I waltz in like Christoph B*t*h, I am Nascar, I don't need no pistol Lil' boys want play games, I turn into Jigsaw Can't nobody rap like me or act like me If he even try, I'm causin' casualties B*t*h, I feel like [?] 'cause this a tragedy Ran away from hell, the demons after me B*t*h, I bossed up, and now they envy me F**ked the game up, b*t*h, I'm the MVP Yeah, I heard yo' song, it sounded incomplete Voices in my head, it's different ent**ies But I'm ragin', instead I'm pointing guns to my head I'm a demon, I see red, I need to feed off the flesh Aloe aim by your chest, I calculate just like chess B*t*h, I want to cut necks, don't give a f**k 'bout blue checks I don't play with dumb sh*t, 'boutta Pack-a-Punch, b*t*h Wake up with a goth b*t*h, I don't play with drumsticks Extendo clips, extendo hits And that b*t*h gon' trick for sh*t, I'ma come in with the clique On my hip, knock it off, ayy, b*t*h, knock it off Ayy, sh*t, why you soft, ayy, got a sawed-off Oh my God, turn a Christian b*t*h into a rock star I got plots, all this sh*t that none these n***as be on I could turn a nun into a freak Put that Xan up in her b***, now that b*t*h be geeked Get that guap, get them bands every day of the week Pu**y boy talkin' sh*t, gonna see the bottom of my feet B*t*h, I'm out here in the streets, b*t*h, I'm out here in the streets I been off the porch since a n***a was sixteen Pu**y n***a talkin' sh*t, but see him, won't do nothing When my n***as catch that boy, bet they gon' do something Can't nobody rap like me or act like me If he even try, I'm causin' casualties B*t*h, I feel [?] 'cause this a tragedy Ran away from hell, the demons after me B*t*h, I bossed up, and now they envy me F**ked the game up, b*t*h, I'm the MVP Yeah, I heard yo' song, it sounded incomplete Voices in my head, it's different ent**ies But I'm ragin', instead I'm pointing guns to my head I'm a demon, I see red, I need to feed off the flesh Aloe aim by your chest, I calculate just like chess B*t*h, I want to cut necks, don't give a f**k 'bout blue checks
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