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Hello, this is Dr. Callahan | I see, uh, Mexicano, you're a patient of mine | Over here at the Ellenson's Medical Facility
Hello, this is Dr. Callahan I see, uh, Mexicano, you're a patient of mine Over here at the Ellenson's Medical Facility For mental care patients I'd like to get an interview from you Excuse me, what are you doing with my Let go of my head! What are you doing? Get out, stop it! Get off of my head! Doctor, tengo problemas desde niño Al no tener cariño, me volví un salvaje Ahora siento el coraje consumiendo el largometraje De mi existencia, no tengo paciencia No tengo paciencia, doctor, doctor Tengo problemas desde niño Al no tener cariño, me volví un salvaje Ahora siento el coraje consumiendo el largometraje De mi existencia, doctor, ya no tengo paciencia Y siento que matar me calma mis impulsos Yo, yo, yo, my name is E-E-Evil Yo, initially I had no flavor Yo, but this is what I got to show you Yo, by the lies, I send guys to where the fire lies You hear the silent cries, I flow like a bottle of cyanide I blaze rhymes when I'm high, you speak of it, why? Think you can fly? Reach for the sky, sleep and you die Many people have tried, but haven't succeeded, believe it Compare me to the pharaohs of Egypt Chains of being proceeded to a helpless paraplegic I say that 'cause I mean it, flash a shiny chrome And ask you to eat it, sit back, get heated Open up the Bible, you drastically need it I bring trouble to, people loving you You wouldn't be in front of you But that's the reason I smother you Leave you where the police could discover you Witnesses of a remnant, at least remember it I get away for legal settlements Delivering amnesia to speech impediments You dead wrong, how strong can I make a song? Use the persuasive charms and place your arm And still hang if it's stapled on And it's taken long, the torturing More than foreign, I'm ignoring 'em General ordering, our convention and style are slaughtering Player you love to hate Wearing Nick's jersey with a number 80 And off your mother's plate I cut the rope, I wouldn't want you to suffocate Estos cuatro hijos de puta dejan el cuerpo tirado Corazones mutilados, las personas fueron encontrados Entre muertos asfixiados, sus cuerpos desplomados Doctor, doctor I don't give a fuck, I'm tone deaf and you just Want a fortune of pain and embarrassing harassment Social disdain, niggas wouldn't believe your rhymes If you put Cher in it, I'm tearing kids with an arrogant Air of parents and close 'em, my hands get to your neck You start squealing just like a theremin I'm tearing in my target, like it, delivery's partly shocking You could be a geologist and you'd be hardly rocking Chicks devour me, flocking at me, exposing they panties They gladly holding them open like you, they open to scam me Leave you broken and badly bruised, I'm close to soaking panties Hoes are bratty and you a whore and a pansy more than Mandy Courting for candy, you're snorting for grandy for the Grammys Stole your family heritage Your chance of winning's twenty percent less than marriage is Leave you a vegetable like asparagus Pull the plugs out of sockets with hand gestures Your voice is annoying and it don't fit like Brad Drescher's I be verbally ambidextrous with a grip so tight Every word I utter will make a coward test to this Tempestuous energy's readily emitted Just stepping to me is a crime and this here is the penalty to fit it Transgressions committed are never acquitted I'll bust a nut in your mouth Tell you to rhyme and you still couldn't spit it You're fragmented like a hard drive partition defect Don't even front, you're a mom's audition reject I cannot fucking stand When bitches like you get on the fucking microphone And can't pick yourself on a jam Yo, Mexicano, Tone Deaf, Maestro, and Evil We check it out, we fucking lethal Estos cuatro hijos de puta dejan el cuerpo tirado Corazones mutilados, las personas fueron encontrados Entre muertos asfixiados, sus cuerpos desplomados Doctor, doctor Estos cuatro hijos de puta dejan el cuerpo tirado Corazones mutilados, las personas fueron encontrados Entre muertos asfixiados, sus cuerpos desplomados Doctor, doctor Estos cuatro hijos de puta dejan el cuerpo tirado Corazones mutilados, las personas fueron encontrados Entre muertos asfixiados, sus cuerpos desplomados Doctor, doctor Estos cuatro hijos de puta dejan el cuerpo tirado Corazones mutilados, las personas fueron encontrados Entre muertos asfixiados, sus cuerpos desplomados Doctor, doctor
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