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Devereaux "Let's go" Eeny, meeny, miny, little [?] sippin' gutter water might be hard, but you sucker there's some cookie batter If I get to poppin' any harder, need a body double f**kin' on yo mama, mother f**ker, I'm a mother f**ker Say you make it rain, but I don't even hear a pitter patter You gon' end up somewhere with a hatchet hangin' out your bladder Talkin' helly sh*t, but when you leakin' it don't really matter pu**y little kid, you need to find somewhere to play talk about the money, but you never really makin' nothin' Rappin' hella fast but half the time you never sayin' nothin' Chop 'em to pieces and put the ice in my [?] I got the stripe like Adidas and you ain't gotta believe us Don't even bother with glasses 'cause you ain't never gon' see us They don't wanna see a Juggalo up in [?] I gon' whippin' in the Telsa when I'm swingin' down La Cienega Itty bitty killa, and you know I'm gettin' [?] skrilla Plus my shawty sassy, there's some motherf**kin' sarsaparilla If you really wanted this, whatever, pu**y mother f**ker Talkin' 'bout the Devil, you ain't ready for that mother f**ker If you really wanted this, whatever, pu**y mother f**ker Talkin' 'bout the Hatchet, you ain't ready for that mother f**ker Chop (Chop) down (Down) Hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker Chop (Hold up) down (Chop down) Think this sh*t is gravy 'til I run up on your ass and you get Chop (Chop) down (Down) Talkin' 'bout the Hatchet, you ain't ready for that mother f**ker Chop (Hold up) down Find a way to bury you and p*ss upon that mother f**ker You must die, you too must die Yes, you must die, the sky is falling You must die, you too must die Yes, you must die, the wind is calling "Gather the elements. The time is upon us." You don't wanna see (Nah nah, nah) The reaction, chopped to fractions You no longer breathe (Nah nah, nah) Drop the ashes in molasses You don't wanna see (Nah nah, nah) The reaction, (You don't) chopped to fractions You no longer breathe (Nah nah, nah) Drop the ashes in molasses Chop (Chop) down (Down) Hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker Chop (Hold up) down (Chop down) Think this sh*t is gravy 'til I run up on your ass and you get Chop (Chop) down (Down) Talkin' 'bout the Hatchet, you ain't ready for that mother f**ker Chop (Hold up) down Find a way to bury you and p*ss upon that mother f**ker You must die, you too must die Yes, you must die, the sky is falling You must die, you too must die Yes, you must die, the wind is calling "It shall all cross over soon." Chapter 17
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