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the official nasty - denace - assassin lyrics

i’m back, back in action
denace been gone like a bad connection
all these love songs put an end to that b-tch
cause dead end was a dead end
yeah cr-pshit
i’m back to smash this axe in
splitting headache
yeah grab an aspirin
the rap -ss-ssin, the rap on on-ssis
burn the world down with a pack of matches
i’m throwing knifes at you
f-ck it, ratches, wrenches, screwdrivers
and a casket, laundry basket full of heads
i’m multitasking, doing my laundry in a ski mask
and living life in the fast lane
gotta fasten my seatbelt for the front end crashes
before i whiplash you to frigging ashes
paul walker at the altar walking from his auburn porche
with his dog looking all hurt
all his doors suicide
never mind that was kinda awkward, sorry
too fast of a bad joke i guess
too much for your stomach to digest

if you don’t know, then just ask around
(just ask around)
these people will tell you that i’m putting shit down
(i put it down)
cause i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin, braaa
if you don’t know, then just ask around
(just ask around)
these people will tell you that i’m putting shit down
(i put it down)
cause i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin
(yeah-yeah)
i’m an -ss-ssin, braaa

i’m the kobe bryant of this rap game
homie, i am the new generations eminem
all you haters settle down
man, i’m back with a vengeance
with a sense forensics
with a ten inch blade and extensions
that extends another 10 inches
when your friend itches to offend my intelligences
higher than most intricate since six
i’ve been dying to show my little d-ck since then
i’m defying the odds when i convince these pr-cks
that i am the best and i consent these hits
all this pent up rage need a fence up, f-ck a cage
if i don’t hit a million by the age of thirty one
imma turn and grab a gage
run up in the office with a mask and some blades
advise they give it all or a thirty dollar raise
cause i don’t got time for this shit
i’m so broke, i shattered all over the floor if you missed it
i’m munching on a biscuit with a bit of nesquik
if you think i’m leaving now, get your wrist slit

- the official nasty lyrics

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