Dead your central nervous system good luck on your heart rebooting

I′m real good at trouble shooting, when there's trouble, I start shooting

Attack you cause hatred′s second nature to me

Give me a table before I smack you, maitre d'

Confrontations, knife up your ass, constipation

Fuck the constitution, there's death in constellation

I do lots of conditioning, but not to make my head glow

More to condition myself, to scalp you with a stiletto

I can′t help but be ghetto, the first ghetto was Venice

Italy, jews were literally considered a menace

You not a live street king, you′ll need anesthetics

You can't survive the beatings, medics, they′ll try to revive you like Creedence

In the precinct, giving my prints, got a speedy offense

Beat you into obedience, some of my best ingredients

Check the latest media since, made someone bleed on the street

They don't breed ′em like this anymore, cops ask, I plead the fifth

Rock a mask, catch you graveyard shift, don't behave hard

If you ain′t brave hearted, you'll end up in a grave, hard stiff

Your wife in White Slavery, in some Albanian's apartment

Soon to be sold to an Iranian who′s guarded

I started thuggin′ as a mugger, purse snatcher

My first batch of loot, streets are foul like the crotch of a prostitute

Trial and error, trial by fire, vile pleasure

On the trial for murder for having a wild desire for terror

The style of a pallbearer, or Tom Araya for hire

Do this for Meyer, praising those that blaze a trail, required

My head's an anvil, used to leave a man killed

Head butt ′em, smash 'em, cut ′em, trampled in a landfill

I'm an insanity asylum mind on shock treatment

Doctors can′t reach him, both level meter needles that measure the wattage peaking

I'm in need of sedation, ankle and wrist restraints, leaving abrasions

Medicated, he indeed is a patient

Speed of a speed racing demon, the seed of a Jason

Driver seat up in the v., your freak, seat is adjacent

Hazardous habit of grabbing the ratchet

Put white maggots in faggots

I stab until they staggering backwards

Peep cash, get heat rash, trying to ration my rackets

Fanatic for karats but this ravenous rabbit is rabid

Psychopath, bad path for a raft in the rapids

Basket Case, Norman Bates face bastard is bad s**t

Rubber room type, rub a goon with straps on his jacket

Off the Creedmoor mental ward floor

Take a state test for the mental, get tennis board scores

Sandwich short of a picnic, loose nut in the district

Nitwits see food here?, get fed with these biscuits

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