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Twinsane -
Earl Stones girls cold but she a stunner and he like her ostentatious playing
You love her but have no trust, Earl, you living a sad situation
So it's not black and white, grey joy, you reek so get ready for the flaying
I'll fuck her at that cermony you awaiting 'cause it aint love that she displaying
When you witness betrayal at your wedding while the Rains of Castamere's playing
I'm in power so don't think cause my pen game gets less use than his shower
I won't catch a body, it's inevitable you might as well cut your own wrists coward
Cause i'll terrorise this plain guy like he's one of the twin towers
And you aint a baller kid so you won't get saved by Tim Howard
My bars are raw maggot, I'm more savage than claws, daggers, Thors brandished war mallet
forced marriage a whore ravished or mourned tragic deaths caused by Voldemorts magic
I'm a giant sun you're a dwarf planet
So don't will son or I'll leave you drifting in the sea like I'm Tom Hanks on a shore stranded
Poor faggot your setups are so obvious I should call you Lush One or Organik
I must be a wizzard cause I still got my christmas name displayed, shit cray
Bad Santa, have my reindeer run you down while I shout out "Merry Christmas" you just got sleighed
iamearlstone -
you dealin with hannibal lecter's temperment, a guy who autographs death certificates/
a nigga who performs autopsies on live niggas with Hostel's set of instruments/
contracted killer with a clause not to do name flips/
so it's a direct shot when I aim twins at saint nick/
pardon the contradiction, and as far as the compositions/
im the up, up, down, down...never mind, you too young to understand the Contra diction/
This is a Pac Hail Mary against a fuck boy Catholic confession/
Asap Rocky's stylist, the way i take a rapper and address'em/
You young thugs kill me with ya adolescent gestures/
think its a joke til the king slice the adams apple of you jesters/
Earl Stones girls cold but she a stunner and he like her ostentatious playing
You love her but have no trust, Earl, you living a sad situation
So it's not black and white, grey joy, you reek so get ready for the flaying
I'll fuck her at that cermony you awaiting 'cause it aint love that she displaying
When you witness betrayal at your wedding while the Rains of Castamere's playing
I'm in power so don't think cause my pen game gets less use than his shower
I won't catch a body, it's inevitable you might as well cut your own wrists coward
Cause i'll terrorise this plain guy like he's one of the twin towers
And you aint a baller kid so you won't get saved by Tim Howard
My bars are raw maggot, I'm more savage than claws, daggers, Thors brandished war mallet
forced marriage a whore ravished or mourned tragic deaths caused by Voldemorts magic
I'm a giant sun you're a dwarf planet
So don't will son or I'll leave you drifting in the sea like I'm Tom Hanks on a shore stranded
Poor faggot your setups are so obvious I should call you Lush One or Organik
I must be a wizzard cause I still got my christmas name displayed, shit cray
Bad Santa, have my reindeer run you down while I shout out "Merry Christmas" you just got sleighed
iamearlstone -
you dealin with hannibal lecter's temperment, a guy who autographs death certificates/
a nigga who performs autopsies on live niggas with Hostel's set of instruments/
contracted killer with a clause not to do name flips/
so it's a direct shot when I aim twins at saint nick/
pardon the contradiction, and as far as the compositions/
im the up, up, down, down...never mind, you too young to understand the Contra diction/
This is a Pac Hail Mary against a fuck boy Catholic confession/
Asap Rocky's stylist, the way i take a rapper and address'em/
You young thugs kill me with ya adolescent gestures/
think its a joke til the king slice the adams apple of you jesters/
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