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Manslaughter Manslaughter Manslaughter Code name E D, check on the one, two, three Black male hard MCRap record slave, a brother on the scene With a machine gun and one magazine Wanted, a half a million for the body alone Two million for the microphone If you see him, dial five dash slayer A hot line to the governor and mayor He's armed with ammo, a weapon that's mine All black in rap, strap tech nine Silencer clipped, check the rip on the sneak tip The boy's about ta flip Manslaughter Manslaughter They call him manslaughter Manslaughter Code name MD, rappin' fanatic, rappin' fanatic No short taken, black AsiaticHit man, keeps my belt unbuckled Book a look on my grill with no signs of a chuckle Or laughter, 'cause my name ain't Casper the Friendly Ghost But I smoke an MC if I have to Quick fast like Alakazoo, AlakazamAnd I'll be damned, 'cause my rhymes slam like Bam BamRubble, partner code name is E DoubleIt's those hazel green eyes that keep my man in trouble Girls ride the tip, brothers on his sac I had to change my name to Bruce Wayne also known as BatmanAnd grab the bozack with this hand As I slay ya manslaughter Manslaughter They call him manslaughter Manslaughter Mad man fully strapped and I quote“Don't flex, last chump who did, he got smoked” Undercover, not D T but E DAnd wonder why you're spinning my records on thirty three I'm the original, never did crime, I'm no criminal No static, pack a forty five automatic Black cat strapped in rap, holding my JohnsonWalking the streets, a vigilante Charles Bronson As the beat kick, face his plate on the M1 doneStyle's sharper than the blade in ShogunFirst suckers disrupt the brain of a sucker MCThat can't count one, two, three I manage to damage, I roast the whole membrane insane Like a base head doing ******* I kill a farmer plus his daughter' Cause I'm the E Double and this is manslaughter They call us manslaughter They call it manslaughter Manslaughter As I stare deep into the mirror, I could only resort To a hardcore gangsta, penile train of thought You're stomped out, you're beat down, you go big top **** Run your trunk jewels or get pistol whipped' Cause I'm too swift to slip or miss a stitch on my rap hit Sleep on a sucker and you still can't get with Me bro, with this flow and I don't know JudoGun flow is my style, say this so that you know There's no time to dance or romance with a nuisance Play ya like a puppet to put some lead in ya pants Then off you go to the rap rat pack Be stripped of your mic, punk on your head we stamped bozack That's what the doctor ordered Take two of these, dead, manslaughter They call it manslaughter They call it manslaughter Manslaughter To the farmer and his daughter Manslaughter
