Pulverized

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[Verse 1: Lord Goat]: Death appendix, my poetry is like a physician's reference Bullet exits, no anaesthetics, only pussies callin' the medics TPs fulla smoke, my clerics cookin' Goat's Head Soup Got poppy seed in boxes comin' straight from Beirut Inverted Jesus around my neck, cost more than the coupe Every morsel in the bag, I don't trust nobody with food Corpse supply, I push that shit that get horses high The old Corsica, my trunk is roomy, homie, you buried five Chartered flights, cocaine Slushies, Springfields makin' me ugly Crematorium in the Projects, me and my Haitian druggies On vacation get yo' face split, you'll be spittin' gummies Kitchens with ovens, 50s and 100s Young Dunwich when you get yo' mug split in the suburbs, Bibles in gun church The Sun split in half with the Black Mass, we called it Drug Church Payin' off judges with bags of powder, glass towers Thrash killers, put the Owsley in couches Powers like 800 ounces, 'cause I caught it off, robbin' houses [Verse 2: Recognize Ali]: Yeah, still I stand tall like the Kilimanjaro in this with this arrow Meet the lightskin Pharaoh, hit targets when I send the arrow, pistol-aro You know the hammers bang like a gavel, snakes rattle (Bow!) You're lookin' through the eye of a barrel You don't contact with death, can't combat with Rec (Nah) Niggas happy when I left, now my comeback's a thwhap I'm gon' fap, after I err (air) you out, you bitches max I'm only takin' headshots, so you won't need a vest I'm gully, top boy I remind 'em of sully (Aight) Talk to me nice, or I send a 100 slugs to your skully (Brr) This world is muddy, I don't think you want this, buddy (Nah) Check the blueprint, recognize the one who they study It be the God with a million eyes, test me then a million dies Burn the whole city down (hahahaha), repeat it like a million times Read the lines, hard to think straight with a twisted mind Sleep on the Goat, get put to sleep, like Valium fives, what [Verse 3: Lord Goat]: Shoot your skull off, dummy, green jelly usin' like guacamole I mastered the art of filetin' the body before the corpse is moldy Underwater paper in scuba suits Rugers different colors like Rubik's Cube In Bermuda shermed out with a perm I roll the coolest doobs, Rampage You a movin' target off past fame, it's Samhain, aim for your brain It's chicken francaise, whoever sleep in these last days Bloody cascades, break every bone until your satch give a stabbed face [Verse 4: Recognize Ali]: Yeah, known to spit gems I am like a shark in a fish tank (Goop) Fuck talkin', nigga, just the aura, make your bitch bend (hahahaha), now get bent Every joint I sold dope, I get back, this shit tear Give to the poor, take from rich men, I'm Robin Hood (Always, man) So ironic, got us leadin' robbin' hoods Dirty fiends by the staircase, made the guppie good Chopper woods, rusty chainsaw, I know you probably would Try me and end up on Death Row, ain't no stoppin' Suge Woah!
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- Recognize Ali
- Lord Goat