Murdergram Deux (Explicit)

Do you remember first time you heard the legend in leather
The career ended with the road killin stuck to his fender
I'm on another bender
Dunk off the power to make a coward surrender
As I devour contenders
Talking foul to whoever
Your head is bout to get severed
And then I bounce it with pleasure
I'm pouring out Amaretto
Homies I won't forget them
So tap the bottle and pour it
Super models I ignore em
Later on it's like p**n reincarnation of the ripper
I give stitches and chest zippers
Cinderellas get propellers out they glass slippers
Time is ticking giving a*s whipping how we keep the cash flipping
I can't understand a single word you're saying
I think you have syrup brain
'Bout to finish you like polyurethane
All that Molly probably sure to drain your spinal fluid from your vertebrae
This the murdergram and I brought my murder game
My **** fire that is why you log on it like duraflame
And as far as boulevards I'm talkin about farmers like insurance claims
I just blew your girl away but she on so much blow and lean
I call that ****** h*e Katrina somebody better give her a cane (hurricane)
And that's on everythang
She loves my heavy chain my yellow diamonds shining
Got her whipping like lemon murrain
She strippin in front the gang she slipping inside of the range
She quick to go out with a bang
It's like I throw out a Grenade
Once you pull the pin that's when the killing will begin
You feel me pulling off your skin
I really came to get it in deliver Murdergrams
Turn over your ambulance 30 bullets in advance
Candlelight and crying fans
We gonna win it by a land slide up behind you
Testing my rifle give blessing to my disciples professional
I'm a sniper from 8 miles away
Me and Marshall doing murders with dirty burners
Break em down and melt em in the furnace
Unapologetic and we gonna cause a headache
Me and L about to set it we about to murder gram it
Any one ya all can get it
So you might as well forget it
Either way you will regret it cemetery's were you headed
The message in the chorus you bastards got nothing for us
The overlord is rawest
I ain't talking about a rent a car
When I'm pulling the Taurus
Its Halloween them candy bars'll get you killed in the forest
We are lyrically lawless stacking money hoarders slugs
'Ll make you forget all slick a*s **** that you thought of
Blow your mind with the sawed off
Just when you thought it was safe
We busting at you from the wraith
Then hitting a donut ain't nothing sweet
When we come in the place
When I say you ain't ****** with moi I do not mean kisses blew
But I got the potential to ****** flip
When I'm mentioned with a penchant to
Come back with a vengeance
Like Jack the Ripper to rip it just giving you a sample
A ******* snippet (snip it) like scissors
Do know when I hit the booth
I think of the days of old when I was quick to fool
Used to fly off the handle like a ****** witches broom
I called it pluckin flowers
Cause I was so quick to pick a tool up
Like it's petunias sick medulla
But thanks to Cool J he created a monster
Spaghetti sauce and mozzarella on a tray full of pasta
You got a couple of ************ trained killers on ya (lasagna)
And I'm just being as Frank as Sinatra
When I be sayin that I'ma keep this **** gangsta as mobsters
But when you got fanatics going so crazy they mob ya
Lookin like organized crime because you can't get em off of ya (mafia)
And all your ************ enemies they wanna off ya
Like Hoffa and dump your body in Lake Minnetonka
That's how you know you ****** saw and you came and you conquered
Veni Vidi Vici Stomping and making them bonkers
Now women treat me like BDK (Big Daddy Kane) the king
And they feed me grapes
Either way I got more on my plate than an all you can eat buffet
So better pick a B.C. date
Because your history as Shady is a-bout to set it on you
Like a TV tray
Man I see the way
People say I'm so evil they ****** think that Timothy McVeigh
And my DNA are exactly the same but when I leave this game
Things just ain't gonna be the same
But it's in need of change
And I'm the meter maid
Go ahead crack a bottle
Cause this is E&J
Meaning me and James
Got that avocado
And we the sociopaths and we got your h*e on our laps
And we're Going Back to Cali so she can blow on our sax (sacks)