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[Verse 1] I've been snatchin' purses while I'm rapping In the back of churches I'm a backwards person I ain't laughin' don't you act absurd And I've been havin' urges ain't no passion Don't you bastards think you bad at cursin' I've been bad since birth slap nurses asses Takin' percs I've been urgin' for a certain action Got a nervous itch in a serpents kitchen drinking captains While I'm servin' children different words thats spillin' out the cabinets In a hurt position its absurd addiction got me laughin' Spit fast gonna run with impact until your wrist crampin' Break your kitkat while you play with your kids back I'm Chris Hanson [Verse 1 Reversed] Laughin' at a addiction absurd in this position Hurt inside of cabinets spillin' out words that are fairly different Servin' children while the captains drinking in a serpents kitchen Itchin' from a nervin' action got served by takin' percs Ass nurses slappin' since birth and I've been cursin' bad and you Think you bastards got passion but ain't no urge you havin' Been absurd action don't be laughin' ain't no person backwards I'm in churches in the back rappin' while I'm purses snatchin, nigga [Verse 2] I've been chasin' rappers down with pencils paper books and stencils Written verses while I pack the pistols in the back of rentals I wrote my Dads initials then laughed in a [???] I've been half demented breaking shit down to half a sentence Fuck the rap Olympics I murdered the past contenders I cooked their ass and grilled them now you can eat that for dinner And I used to laugh at niggas who act like fags with feelings Till' I packed gentlemen packages filled with acid venom I bought a toy gun with some bullets of plastic in them Explosives with matches lit em' and left a few fragments in them I never packed a mac in the back of a Ac(ura) or Sentra or Lexus with gas unless it’s a Benz with a stack of Benjamins [Verse 2 Reversed] Benjamins and stacks of Benz and gas with a Lexus [???] act in the back with a mac that I packed in it The fragments slit matches explosives and plastic bullets from a gun toy I just bought for you niggas is actin reckless Venom acids filled with the packages in them packagin' em faggots just feelings just actin while niggas laughin Eatin dinner siezed in the grill and cooked their asses while contestenders [???] murder olympics rap past them Sentence down breaking deminsions in half essentials I past and laughed at the pixels I wrote in Dads initials In the back of rentals I'm pistol packing a stack of stencils in the book papers of papers and pencils and a rapper chasin' a - hold up [Verse 3] I'm a same nigga that fizzled poppa a ratchet on him Yeah that same nigga that took a piss in your Arizona That same nigga to put acetone in a bag a soap And then sold it for $40 some pussy and half of soda And I never payed attention to rappers who acted bogus Who lie and say they rich in their songs but their ass is homeless And try to throw dirt on my name that's a passive quota Till I grab it throwem' and bashem' and laugh when their asses over Fuckem' hard go hustle hard with the hustlars Cut their jugular so you choke on your tongue and jaw And I've never been a gangster or one to trouble naw But I'm good with my knuckles punch through a brick and leave dust in awe [Verse 3 Reversed] All in dust leave brick punch for my knuckles naw But I'm naw No trouble wanted a gangster I never cut Your jaw and tongue choke on your jugular Cuttin' hustlers with the hustler hustle hard Fuckin' hard over ass laughin' bashin' backfoldem' crackem' Till the quota passem' trashem' and laugh over Homeless ass when they saw his trash crack closer Bogus actors who rappin' over the track holdem' Sold half a pussy a dollar 40 a sold it For some soap and acetone in a bag [???] Arizona piss that I took in the glass colder [?] Then got ratchet and popped him and fizzled him back the soda