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hellblazer - back to basics (writer's block test run) lyrics

[hook]
i sh-t grenades & drop ’em in your grandma’s marmalade
c-ckslap your doctor & wipe my -ss with your cancer x-rays
pimp your mom for a dirty shoelace to hang herself with & then dock her pay
i’m sicker than sick infants with mini-aids for 50 days
with t–th looking like flavor flav’s minus the huge chain

[verse 1]
i’m out of line, one of a kind
out of my spirit, out of my mind
like whitney houston was found in the tub after dropping deuces
use this as one of many excuses to say screw everything, live reclusive
then shoot up your school yelling “screw you poo sticks!”
my language ain’t english
it’s creole involving a fetish for swedish fish
so when we’re cool & i talk about strangling your mother
just calm down, i’m talking about molesting your lover
or when i say i’m gonna chop you up with a singular razor blade
i’m just asking do you want to see a movie the next day
queefnuggets mean good compet-tion
f-ckface means people part of my “redeeming childhood” mission
and there’s no word that i believe’s bigger
so n-gga is gonna always mean n-gga
so f-ck every last one of you sh-t people
i’ll f-ck you over harder than jay did to dash & siegel
i’m crippling giants with no alliance, just household appliances
pull you apart so you can see what the science is, like an iron fist
i’m splitting wigs & pain thresholds
raiding -n-ses & leaving my manifesto
so before you think i’m gonna send you to the lord above you
remember the language, i probably just said i love you

[hook]

[verse 2]
sh-t is real like dr. phil copping feels on your grandmother
when you reveal who is ill it must be me & no other
i f-ck the world with no rubber
impregnate already pregnant lovers
so tell me, why the f-ck wouldn’t another mc run for cover?
n-gga i wreck homes with airplanes
get your dome scalped & call it a bad hair day
so go ahead & be afraid
i drop lyrical bombs along with some napalm
k!ll your favorite rapper on they song
& end up with convict records like akon
where’s your b-tch? oh yeah, they gone
deepthroated to death by a d-ck that was about yey long
i swear it’s like i have no conscious for this
or my consciousness finally said “f-ck the consequence”
lv devil, f-ck that, us rebel
& i’ll only settle down for 30 white b-tches in a kennel
i’m bloodthirsty, showing no mercy
go through & celebrate the valentine’s day the mobster way
meaning no roses or hershey’s
just an m16 & sick mental to pop p-ssies like pimples
break pens & pencils like spinal cords
make that hospital bill something you can’t afford
i mean f-ck it i don’t even have to rap anymore
i’m the sh-t & to prove it i’ll fling my own at your front door
n-gga i’m b-a-n-a-n-a-z
underground guerrilla with horror tendencies
& speaking of horror the actors are ready & the stage is set
& this play is called
“breaking tendons and ligaments like spelling the alphabet”

- hellblazer lyrics

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