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Dope D.O.D.
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Brutality
[Jay Reaper]: I can run into a brickwall and burst that shit open The brickwall exploding, I'm smoking I could start choking myself and not croak then I once had an overdose coke, I'm still rolling We boozed, now we cruising, the crew's in a whip And we jumped the first dude on some lucifer shit So he tried to use a crucifix, I stripped his flesh, abused his bitch The bitch had beautiful tits I slit that wrist then passed her to skits (Hello) See we way passed packing a clip I'm a passionate dick, start stabbing your clit A motherfucking hazardous prick And I laugh like the pastor herrasing them kids See we back in the bussines Your limbs and your back look badly constricted! Kick, Punch, Rip, Stab! Grip, crush, Hit, Grab! Bloodrush, limbs crack! Grip, crush, hit, grab! Kick, punch, rip, stab! Cut guts, chin smashed! [Dopey Rotten]: Step in to the cage and test my warrior mentality No casualties multiple fatalities I'm battling myself multiple personalities If you in the way it's just a minor technicality Fuck ya nationality, you lack originality No eventualities your end is a certainly Killing my specialty, your not special see These grimey inner city folks yeah we got the recipe See us as an enemy we'll slaughter your family I never even heard of human rights and humanity Plan moves tactically, do the job happily It's another tragedy that happened randomly You want a quick death? My twisted fantasy causes agony This killer instinct it comes naturally Now come and step up and then witness brutality Kick, Punch, Rip, Stab! Grip, crush, Hit, Grab! Bloodrush, limbs crack! Grip, crush, hit, grab! Kick, punch, rip, stab! Cut guts, chin smashed! [Skits Vicious]: Beavis Butts heads with a metal skull I got claws, no hands each finger is a tentacle My weapon is a wrecking ball The way enemy's splatter is a spectacle With the rats I crawl as I tag the wall Guess I'm gonna win the tournament after all… Above a spike pit we stand on polls A sucka might slip and his ass will fall (Now…) Some call me a cannibal Guess the jokes on you, but it sure ain't practical My warfare is tactical I reach through ya chest with a force that grabs your soul I stare at a massive hole As you collapse to the floor with a rag doll My eye's melt your remains with a laser beam! As I look up at the sky in a rage I scream:
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