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[Verse 1 - Spike] It's been three and a half fucking years since I started Spitting outside a Macy's with racist, retarded Faces regarding me, I ace it Far as the bass and the bars And the blaze, I'm an arson Straight choking, I blaze from the carton Straight joking, I'm made for this stardom No labels, just babies in cradles Awaiting for fables of how I enable Whatever mom said, opposite, man My composite's anonymous doctorines Robotic operas, rock 'em and sockin' 'em, damn It's been a while since I got stuffed in a locker, huh? Huh? Huh?! I eat weak motherfuckers Keep streets fucking ducking Beat meat under covers And I don't even carry heat, me? I fucking stutter Sweet jesus, you motherfuckers love me [Verse 2 - KARNAGE] Ain't nobody go as hard as Karnage And when he's speaking large, don't you ever disregard him How about I rip your testicles out of your Scrotum then I shove 'em up your rectum, bro? I'm that guy that you don't ever wanna fuck with Cause if you do, then you're gonna catch an uppercut, bitch I do this all day, to keep all my sanity At least what's left, cause the rest must have ran from me Isn't that what attracts you to all of my raps Now I got Spike The Dragon letting me feature tracks And it's funny how I don't even got much publicity But I still got people wanting to listen to me Popularity doesn't mean shit Cause one day that could change and I'll be teaching kids Showing them how life is, and how to keep things real Not to be a low life and have better appeals Aye yo Spike, you agree with me, right? And you think one day our rap careers will take flight? Once again, this is Karnage, and I think you all should know At this point, I think I killed it, let me hear you scream "O-" [Verse 3 - Spike] Uhhh... Straight Jerkin' like Martin And her titties straight perky Getting pressed, straight jerky Tweakin' like a... uh... mercury... Uhh.... [Spike is antagonized by his friends] Wait, wait, wait, hold up, okay I spit Chemical X, I kick genitals Sex, I get tentacle, necks, I split center, my Head's a bit terrible, check my shit, spectacles [singing] I love you most of all, my favorite vegetables [KARNAGE] Damn! [James] Fuckin' weak, man