Junky Boyz-Multiple assaults

[Crazy Joey] [aggressive male rap] You better stay in check, my mind's full of stress And I'm rollin' with the best, three in the cess Eatin' human flesh, the best of the best, ready to die Step in line, so feel the high fly, rollin' through the sky Quicker than the naked eye, then flip the rewind Watch me live to die, re lived my death twenty-five times Fuck friends, the shystiness is in them kids My background is disguised as an innocent kid by the name of Joe Flynn But I stay intact, we got one anothers back Where the junkie boys back to react, back to attack My mind interacts with the facts, of these raps Crush your lungs, have a heart attack (Have a heart attack, yo!) Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Flynn KPB and Crack at it [KPB] Hello boys and girls, grab your fuckin' crotches 'Cause I'm one of the top ten notches, actually one through nine So rewind your mind, like a annual graniual ohh, you so sexual I got guns under my pillows 'cause I like to kill hoes You touch my toxic skin, you're gonna die Whyyyyy? Because you're lookin' at an amphibian Just stuck my dick in my aunt Vivian as I start to come on her back, WHOOOAAA!!! bring back Vietnam Got more AKs than Saddam, kill all those who are queer Let's make them live in fear, how dare they walk our streets put shackles on their feet, put the needle between your toes as the HIV-positive flows, with us anything goes I'm feelin' all sorts of funky, maybe I shouldn't have shared a needle With a stolen African monkey, but who gives a fuck, I'm a junkie You're lookin' at a pointed pillar, an actual natural born killer 'Cause in my coffee I ain't got decaf, I got me half marijuana, cocaine and dust marijuana cocaine and dust So that means la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Flynn KPB and Crack at it [crack at it] Cutthroats, literally fuck the old folks, 'cause we don't give a damn watch me Slam a cold can of Budweiser, yo flip down that visor And proceed with caution 'cause 5-0 is calling all cars out there And they're out for my head, we'll make it a Red October, not livin' every day sober, got to get it straight, each time I set a date To quit, my brain starts feeling like it's doing backflips' so what should I do fuck it roll a phat ass blunt add some coke make it a woo with Toucan Sam, I'll cram my dick in your girl's ass Like how they cram all those sardines in one tin can Murder her man, slit a wrist slide up and rub that clitoris [sniffing]kinda of smells like piss so I just give a lil kiss this dirty bitch experiences bliss exhausted from the miss I grab the gun (bang bang) now I'm the run again all this Incriminating evidence, leaves to one good guess it can only can be me, crazy Joey and the great mockery No stoppin' we, got Glocks and go strollin' down your blocks hunting you down in crocks . we playing tag and when I find you well be slammin' ur head, smash the glass Shattered, battered,and probably raped by our thumbs, a contradictory statment perhaps we'll inflict multiple assaults on that ass ur brains mashed just cause you had a little bit of cash set u up as an example make u guzzle my cum sample after you get trampled [record scratch] Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Stab faggots, grab hatchets and hack faggots we Fuck wit that black magic Flynn KPB and Crack at it [Outro] [piano loop fades with drum beat]