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chicken chicken (baka)
your a chicken chicken (baka)
hes a chicken chicken (baka)
(baka) chicken
it feels like someone spat in my stomach
sh** makes me sick to my stomach
i listen to these messages
and its just gets me so pissed from it
i scrummaged to get what ever have stashed
inside of my covert
ima have to have a few bags of hash
or ill f*** ing flip ill be buggin
you'll see me around six in the morning
with tank of gas
outside of this kids house with this f*** ing match
ready to burn this sh** down
i dont care
if hes there
i dont care what you think
understand
im one eigth of mile
from killing this kid
i dont care whos there to watch u in this town
as these kids run around
moms and dads are no wheres to be found
wtf/
he could scream all we wants
once he gives up
thats when hes getting his sh** bust
f*** this sh** you think tuff
stiffin up that upper lip
cuz thats the one im gunna hit
ill have you dumped
on the pavement
take picture take more pictures
and save them
devasted everyones y's every1 devasted
let everyone see him
see em with his f*** ing face split
see em with his f*** ing face lift
lifted so high his eyes
seemed to have caved in
look seee hes asian
i hate him i really hate him i do
and every friend that
has been a fiend of him
i hate em too
have my fist connect to his whole set
like im gunna do
i call them all out come down
i live in shirley head down south
mastic is hair bit right there you cant
miss it
trust me ill be found
im not gone be there
if you make it here
will make it fare
see there will be
more then jsut me
you'll see
everyone who lives here on this streets which means
your gunna need a pretty big army
if you try to come harm me
with a little bit of kids
who really dont give a sh**
to b*** ed to even
throw a fist
come on come on
im armed with a mega bomb
your egging me on
lay it on
everyone who sayings
this is a satan song
whan im satan spawn
must being it on
so i can bring on
bring eveyone you brothers
your sisters your father
f*** it your mom
who ever you know
you know there all gunna be gone
see your a f*** ing chicken
to chick sh** to bare arms
thats why im given you this song
to play on and on
chicken chicken (baka)
your a chicken chicken (baka)
hes a chicken chicken (baka)
(baka) chicken
(baka) chicken
(baka)
there goes
one chicken
two chicken
3 chicken
four
how many more chickens
am i see
ive then seen all of these before
like chicken 5 and chicken 4
one chicken two chickens
enter into to the store
and only one walk out witta coarse
it goes
one chicken
two chicken
3 chicken
four
how many more chickens
am i see
ive then seen all of these before
like chicken 5 and chicken 4
one chicken two chickens
enter into to the store
and only one walk out witta coarse
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