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Beetlejuice

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All you ever do around here is eat sleep and shit Look at this place Well y'all must think I'm the maid Is that it? I gotta go Hell naw it ain't it It ain't it until I say it's it dammit Are you serious Is that it Boy don't get smart with me cause I'll knock yo ass into the middle of next week And where you going anyway you little fat fuck, you ain't got a job Who's that little fuck on my porch For some of the things that we do in life You know what I'm saying it's not like we wanna do 'em We don't wanna end up this way It's just that sometimes homies motherfuckers just end up in certain situations nigga that's the motherfucken trials and tribulations of life You know Woke up in the parking lot covered in blood Niggas tell the ones to dump ya but didn't know who they was My heart was beating thinking about the shit that happened This that type of shit that happens when niggas they get to scrappin' I got the "[?]" I hopped up in the bucket I think them niggas took my keys (shit) But nigga fuck it Hot wired this bitch like I was thirteen Got on the cellphone To the home boy house in thirteen Strapped up black on my face when I'm hoppin' the gate While I'm bussin' my "[?]" "[???]" face Niggas was deckin' from [shoes?] to the waist Bustin a nigga like I was a savage Niggas was runnin' when I was just bumpin' And dumpin' with the .22 automatic Punch 'em to death because [she?] got so drastic From putting these niggas in caskets The police was on us and "[???]" put niggas in plastic "[???]" Thinkin' about them while takin they life (erase) While sippin' on the... O.A. In this shit we curvin' This shit is just like Perry Mason Nobodies life is oh so certain Nobodies supposed to be scared When they just finish puttin' in work the police drive by Every single night for what it's worth I'm... frightened because even in the set lies the snitches And that is the "{hobgoblin?]" "[Snake?]" deceitful lyin' bitches That happen to be ridiculous I happen to be the sickest Nigga you ever heard me flow Cause God is my witness Y'all wanna see a dead body? They shot my brother Everybody in the mall was runnin' Motherfucken bitches runnin' out all over the "[?]" and shit Motherfucker throwin' cookies out the cookie shop "[?]" (they shot my brother) "[?]" oh and I'll smoke every motherfucker that came here Every motherfucker came my way I just thought I'd let y'all know that See I get mad as fuck (oh he's a monster, pure psychopath) Watch me shoot this motherfucker Shoot to take his life is what he told me with the heat and make his blood spill On low-key (okay homie) Bury them niggas up under the [cement?] with no-one to meet them Open the gate but that wasn't his He was alone for the devil to greet him And punish you 'for he sickin' Put a motherfucker to sleep and Now on his knees prayin' like a deacon Because "[head up?] for them niggas smoke last weekend Cause niggas be switchin' they act when they fell on they "[back?]" From creepin' round corners and bussin with the mini macs (with the mini macs) Nothing can "[? ]" all up on my body they got me feeling like a psycho active Runnin' with heaters like 9 millimeters They fought me to put on the white straight jacket Emptied the bowl but then I It took all the weed to the lungs Smokin' and smokin' until I was chokin' My brain is provokin' to grab the gun I was just young and bustin' for fun Raised by the OG's So what was a nigga to do When they tell me to kill that fool At fo'teen Shootin' I'ma shoot for the sweata' For the simple fact a nigga don't know no betta' Cause I'd rather take his face off Creep with a M-16 and take off Nigga this ain't no sign but I will swing away like baseball Cause homie it's like another case (another case) I want you to break up in yo house and eat a nigga brain like Jason I think I must erase 'em for the fact he's so weak I think I'ma cook his guts like bacon Befo' I go eat And I hope the menu still with fried goose Niggas 'ell pound you till yo fuckin' eyes loose Beetlejuice Why do you think he removes their skins? Excites him Most serial killers keep some sort of trophies from their victims I didn't No, no you ate yours (chomp/bite sound) I ate his liver with some fava beans And a nice [candy?] (slurping sound)