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[Chorus]
I-I told you, walk away

[Verse 1: Wildcard]
Fuck true love
I'm moving one hot room to the next
Till they spew slugs
I catch a gunshot wound to the neck
Till God comes and chops off the hands I write flows with
I'm so sick like Big Ls ghost, a ghost wrote this yo
Pouring out Pandoras Box I'm gone
A mercenary MILF on the search for soccer moms (come here)
Kidnap and leave they ribs cracked with a cock this long (I-I told you, walk away)
Then beat em to death with a dick like a clock [with horns?]
I'll drop this
Motherfuckers can't stop the storm
A raging bull inside this booth, come and lock your horns
I crack domes like cage fighters in The Octagon
You never see pussy in me like watching soft-core porn
I'll do the opposite of bury you
And lift you six feet high
I'm sick of these fools staring at my chick with they beast eyes
Yo, why you think about 'em zipping the Levis
(I-I told you, walk away)
You probably safer trynna stick your dick in a beehive
Die

[Chorus]
E-E-E-E Baby
I-I told you, walk away

[Verse 2: Dead Poet]
I got a buzz in the streets, like I'm drunk in public
Stuck my gun in your pretty bitches trunk and loved it
I'm never turned on like broken light switches
Only time my dick's hard is when I'm choking white bitches
Me and pussy go together like a bitch in my door
I go through more powder than a fist through dry wall
I'll take a virgin angel, pop her sterile raw cherry
(I-I told you, walk away)
Kicking wack rappers out the gate like Darryl Strawberry
I got a full time shine like a light generator
Closest thing I'll get to heaven is a flight simulator
A depressed bag of rocks and a psycho when I talk noise
Eating up these maggots like Michael in The Lost Boys
A sour masked swigger that'll pound a ass quicker
And leave a fucking crack in the hourglass figure
Flow deep as the Titanic when it filled and it sank (I-I told you, walk away)
I'll fuck your bitch in that [censored]
Dawg fill in the blank

[Interlude: Dead Poet]
Uh let's see ah
Pussy, ass, mouth, ear
I guess you can skull-fuck someone
Shit

[Chorus]
E-E-E-E Baby
I-I told you, walk away

[Verse 3: Wildcard]
Yo, these faggot fellas are jealous how I'm jelling these elements
Cellar dweller in the hellish
Fellas realm of intelligence
Dealt and developed
Envelope 'em and melt 'em to skeletons
Hell is tripped, the beat's a river
I'm Magellan how I sail on the yo
Excel and compelling
Dispel the irrelevance
Till I'm jailed in a cell and they send it [mail up?] to Pelican Bay
And I'mma stay here with my hands on a glass bong
Before these motherfuckers put my hand up on masked arms
I smash on rivals and make 'em suffer
Some shaking like hookers when they gotta go get bloodwork done (it's positive)
Yo, the way that music has been just makes me sad son
Like talking about kids with a woman who can't have none
A dragon who grabs guns and snipes quick
You can out-write this you out twice bitch
Like strike six (strike)
And I don't trip when any MC comes at me cause the only who can maybe beat me is the younger me

[Chorus]
E-E-E-E Baby
I-I told you, walk away

[Verse 4: Dead Poet]
Yo I ain't new to this shit
I've been in numerous uteruses
Feuds and booze and music hitting beautiful gluteus's
Repulsive in appearance bitch
I'm far from a looker
So ugly, I'd have to fucking date-rape a hooker
If being hungry's a luxury (it's hard)
Cause hitting me the richest
I pistol whip the British and make 'em die like Princess (*car crash noise*)
Eyes with night-vision bitch, I'll watch your ice glisten
You faggots die pissed
I cracked the dome, your mine listen
Fuck scientific wisdom, I don't apologize to victims (nope)
Want my advice, listen
Sleep a thousand nights in prison
Step in my britches dawg, the fucking plot thickens
Kid the clock's ticking
I'll bomb your fucking moms kitchen
Invisible assassin
Collapse your cataracts and snatch your last breath so fast
Your Adams Apple's still attached
Bullets out the woodwork as soon as words blurt
Turn your motherfucking skin blue like premature birth

[Interlude: Wildcard]
Congratulations, it's a girl
But she's not breathing
She's not breathing
Please God
Please

[Chorus]
E-E-E-E Baby
I-I told you, walk away

[Outro: David from The Lost Boys (Kiefer Sutherland)]
How are those maggots?
Maggots Michael, you're eating maggots, how do they taste?