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Y'all ready?
Anger management is something you
Gotta deal with fuck what the rest think
T-Rex, but when I dine, I soar 
(dinosaur) I'll eat ya flesh, Tink
Some predators kill animals 'till there's
No more left, tink
Ya species is now endangered
I'll leave you X'd, tink
(extinct) this is Jersey vs Delaware
Oh you brought the 302?
Bet they ain't know you about
To get 3-0'd too
'Cause, I'll get his cat his
(hiss) fix, but that ain't new (neuter) to me
When this Jersey nigga let bullets surf
Bet he'll be suing me
Them hollows out, he said "uh oh!"
He turned to Lumidee
The kick, from everybody, now that's gratuity
Ya squad is run by a bird
And that's ya bro 'Steen
Y'all stay at the top of the
Conference, but still no rings
Y'all couldn't stand the heat
That killed ya whole dreams
Y'all like the Pacers
'cause losing PG'll fuck up ya whole team
I hold steams, that time is up
That means that your time is up
I'll spray 'em, with a nine, a
Must, these bullets is anonymous
No names on 'em
You ain't with this drama stuff
Like thinking about ya mom
Naked while getting pussy
You ain't tryin' to bust i blam eights
This battle bout to fuck up ya fanbase
I'm Ron Artest
All these punches right in yo' fan's face
I'll fuck this bitch up to show
T d ain't a damn Jake you the Demon?
Well we all know the devil
Was just a damn snake i'll lift sir up
(syrup) , on top of these rounds
You want some pancakes?
But when I give your roll a blade
It ain't a damn skate
My squad is reckless, nigga damn straight
We'll clap then look the other way
That's the Fresh Prince handshake
Yo, you a Demon on Saturday and Sunday
Because you pray on the week
(prey on the weak)
But would you do that to Chris Bosh? A
Big man that stay with the Heat
If I came with the piece
Would you stay on the streets?
I'll illustrate how you'll be, 'cause
I can sketch your type and you
Would skate on a sneak dre on the beats
I sit these freshmen down
I'll red shirt ya crew
This clip so long I think I heard it loop
I'm loading heat outta luck, so
(Lux so) I'll wave caps like I'm Murda Mook
Then get that four and
(foreign) point forward like Türkoğlu
I'm merking you you got a phantom
Well I'mma leave you holy and then ghostin'
I'mma smoke 'em, make 'em hit the glass
Ironic that I'm toasting
Your future's promising
But promises were meant to be broken
So I'll air a shell like I'm
Trying to hear the ocean
I said, you look like Poison Pen with braids
Cut 'em off it ain't 2004
Your braids look like a hair net
And you trying to war?
Well I'll get a ladder then cut that neck
Then rip it until ya mind is torn
Then wear it 'round my neck like a
Nigga just won the Final Four
I'm fat cause I'm hungry
You starving, you don't eat
Closed mouths don't get fed
And nigga you don't speak
Basing a whole battle over size is so weak
Cause what they call you
When you heavy, wait, obese

Welcome to the PGs, my nigga salute to us
Let me take Norbes' advice, and loosen up
Toolie tucked, I bring that four closer
And put everything under ya
Roof up for foreclosure
And watch the body drop, soul glow
It be on the floor resting, fluorescent
That means lit from within
I'm here to prove to y'all niggas
That I'm different than him
See, I was named after a fucking king
And him? In third person
So I'll be that third person
And play Andre Dennis
And reroute the linin' in ya mouth
Then let eight ball in ya brain
Consignment to ya scalp
And let the whole crowd watch as a
Ladder get to climbin' out ya mouth
Just for thinking you the truth
You get your pall pierced
(Paul Pierced) , you hear me?
I said, just for thinking you the truth
You get your pall pierced (Paul Pierced)
Wrist chopped, relieved of that wrist watch
Just so I can show you
Exactly what time it is
Then I let a chopper sing on
Stage like Frankie Lymon did
Extendo in that 40, I
Nicknamed that bitch E-40
I cock back and give this look alike a E-40
(Tink claps) three fourths of
E-40, that's thirty
Now the other ten just out
Here tryin' to function
So I get it jumpin' in ya bae area, Candice
The one that carried the new born
If I miss, I tryin to bury the new born
Sternum shot, sternum shot, sternum shot
If she carry a new born
Kill you, it's either her or the baby
Docs'll pull the plug
And still miscarry the new born
But by the slimmest chance, if that baby live
In no time, I'm wherever that baby live
Dressed in all black
Standing over that baby crib
Punching that baby head
Until I give that baby SIDS
What playing crazy get you
Crazy got you anti-freeze in yo' baby bottle
You still stuck on that last line, SIDS
Sudden Infant Death Syndrome
Then I send chrome in his mother' direction
I'm talking big shit
Trying to break his mother in sections
All you see is body parts and a
Big worm in a blood puddle
That's his mother's intestines
I'm explosive, I can be a government weapon
I text papi more cheese
Like I'm trying to give my plug indigestion
It's the king of the fat niggas
The real life hammer squeezer
Let's see if Dre can outperform
Three rounds of anesthesia
Keep ya eyes open, or get a eye stolen
Without removing no bifocals
I'll have ya medulla oblongata and
Cerebellum and and anti-social and
Force you to rep the garden
From the vegetable state
I'll sell a head, hand and feet
Then rent a centre and
Get the sectional straight
Proof ain't nothin' in Jersey shore
But a Jersey Shore, nigga my style good
I'll have ya ancestors wave six
Flags after I fuck ya
Bitch and beat the whole house with a bat
I'm givin' wild wood
And I left the stock home
On my way to that nice house in Longside
If I catch this nigga lawn side
I'mma let a bullet sail 'em to
Elizabeth from three bridges whole
Stockholm, Longside, Salem, Elizabeth
Three Bridges
If a bullet out this bird fly, third
Eye, you'll see different, feel different
Be different
I'll turn your body to a bucket of
Ashes and have it sea drifting
Coast guards, sea diving 'em
Four days looking for bone marrow
It's sea sickening
How they come up at the end of the search
In the end it was sea sickness
Here's a few things you probably should know
I'm getting colder
I done really zombie'd a flow
I'll pull outand make me a

Tink, you a bitch!
Yo I'm proper when I talk my shit
Nigga that's Braxton
I ain't psychic, but if I say it
It's gon' happen
He'll tell a nigga who blast
'em, then see 'em, dap 'em while laughing
Like old kung fu movies
Yo words don't match ya actions
Ayo this slave hoe like Jango
He wanna silence D
Like a bitch titty control
I can balance these (Ds)
Your body ice cold after I buck it
Who tryin' challenge me?
I know the rules, if I don't do it in a day
Then the fun is up
But that don't mean it's over
I still owe you a hundred bucks
He keep a ugly bitch
He like "it ain't about the looks"
She dirty but he's filthy
So he eat around the tush
She showed me her hairy
Pussy, I wasn't implease, d by how it looked
But, I ain't wanna be straight forward
So I beat around the bush
I'm like Tommy Pickles' brother
I'm a big deal (Dil)
Y'all fake, but these G's us
(Jesus) , this strap is real (Israel)
This fifth will, come I'm it
Like it's the fifth wheel
I always keep a toy in the bag
I'll give ya kids mills (meals)
Sit still, like you in a barber chair
Then I sit steel (still)
I'm with that white girl
Man let me find out his lips sealed (Seal)
Nah, for that white girl
I'll pop him and leave his shit sealed
(Seal) nah fuck a knife
I use a hollow to get this bitch killed
So when it nail, he uncut
I let that tip drill that shit's real
This is fat on fat crime

You ain't balling big bitch
Let me teach you the fundamentals
See ya fast was ya outlet
But, you made a transition
Dishing the rock out
Now big man insist on posting up
To hold his block down
But when we double team you
You better make all ya shots now
Cause if you miss and we
Catch you on the rebound
You getting boxed out
You got no picks if you drive iny my lane
Nigga stupid two techs'll take you out the
Game where you hooping
What I came with is ruthless (roofless)
I told the Loud Boys to three man weave
That mean the first nigga pass
Is the same nigga shooting
Stay in ya lane or the
Flame will enter sections (intersections)
I borrow my boy A-R-D, we'll get to cheffing
When he fall, I'm king with this pain
Forget the weapon
I'll start marching like Martin
Then get to steppin'
Cause his bitch don't wanna be himself
I guess he roleplayin
A chest shot'll put his heart in the air
Nigga that's Soul Plane
Y'all niggas piss me off 'cause y'all so lame
But like Space Jam water
What I got bottled up can
Change the whole game my guys hound 'em
But, I found 'em
If I pop kid and drop 'em, I Mike Brown'd 'em
I might drown 'em or I might down 'em
In the streets with two arms up
I Mike Brown 'em i would kill 'em some more
But I'm a innocent and got a membership
And regardless man, Dre up in this bitch
Loud Boys

It's Tink Da Demon vs Ah Di Dennis
I mean Dre Boom
You wasn't the first one to copy the cat
But word to my nigga
I'm gon' do a part with you
Then leave with part of you
I've come to question every gun bar
You brought tonight my nigga
You choked five times in front
Of the real Arsonal you got me fucked up
I feel like I could fuck Lux up
When you got this PG
You had the whole South Jersey
Thinking you lucked up
Guess what, it's Friday the 26th
Nigga ya luck's up
Road block, I am bad luck in the worst way
Twin Desi's got a three round burst
I call it bird spray
Jet, 'cause if I scramble and let
A vic go from these eagles
It ain't a bird's play
First state, Wilmington
We increase the murder rate you know me
I started approaching them jewels
(Jews) with the German face scalpel on me
Open ya back and play
Jingle with the vertebrae
'till the sternum ache
Then I beat head with the butt of
The gun until the burner break
Okay okay, okay, enough with the Demon
Let's get to know Tink
He be punching and schemin
Through the states literally
Like last week I met a bitch named Diana
She was from Virginia, long story short
By the end of the night I was in Diana
(Indiana) as soon as I hopped out
I jumped in the Lexus
I met two more bitches, gave they number
Goofy, they was like Utah, Texas
Main thing I start thinking, outta nowhere
No matter what city, state, road, island
I'm repping Delaware semi tucked
I heard your little brother gay as a bird
I wonder if he miss his sippy cup
My man Rio, and his man Cal, a foreigner
They saw some shit so pure
I had to send it back for the connect to cut
But see, if I owe a nigga
Me and George'll ID a hoe and his
Clique in the first ten I see we aim North
The code of the streets is heavy
Big shit, semi toter
Dump a Sprite can in ya face
Then give ya men a soda
In no time, you gon be as cold as Alaska
If I air a zone
A AR can saw off four ligaments off
And blow an organ out
Whichever ligament hit the floor it a
(Florida) need a prosthetic replacement
House hammer, lead in my attic
Lead in the basement
I put ya flesh on my flesh
When the metal embrace it
I came to 3-9 Dre agony the Andre madden me
And put him in a box
Like some Andre Agassi's
Everybody got a thing with the devil
Norbes is the reason that Andre summoned
He wanna be the center of attention
Till he get pissed on like Andre Drummond
Heard you a hater here's what a hater
Bullet skip across the top of yo' head
Doc's'll staple it i for real get at you to
Show that Dr Dre ain't the
Only Dr Dre that know how to
Close and deal with apples
This is a son of a bastard
Versus the son of a pastor
An inspirational school teacher versus
A motivational tool speaker
I send niggas to the grave
And it's principle
You send niggas to detention
And the principal
A Teletubby, a undecided body
Probably got in the way of ya sport dreams
So you sit at the house and play
2K14 and come up with sport schemes
It ain't enough
It's Tink Da Demon, the wide body ay, Demon

Before, you was blazing like Dame
And let me weigh you used to air shit
Then got one groupie
And started wifing, kid, and stop the care
Shit now junior wouldn't got bigheaded
And can't prepare shit
So this bitch change and went light
Now that's clear (Claire) switch
You can get picked and cot in
(cotton) some shit
It's like you enslaved, big trays
Keep 'em waiste deep
Like I'm Larenz Tate, you run ya mouth?
We'll run in ya house and then we'll invade
Then I will tie you down on yo' bitch
So now y'all engaged
Ironic that's some words can
Leave you engraved (in graved)
Cock the nine like granny at church
I get the stock and rise
His bitch is by his side, Chris Paul
That clip'll drop a dime so come singular
If y'all plural, well I'mma pop his guys
It's like I added IE-S, I got you dropping
Why? You add IE-S, you drop a Y
Nigga please, be real
Jesus said peace be still
So my piece be still (steel)
Put up ya guard then (garden)
What's I'm eating (Eden) is fruit, hah
This shit shameful
I'll come at 'em (Adam) to get even (Eve and)
Remind you of they kid angels
'Cause we should be brothers in Christ
But, I'll backstab 'em if he gets hateful
And leave him walking with a cane
(Cain) since he disable (diss Abel)
And niggas say they got me here, please, stop
Y'all still waiting for Dre to drop, Detox
Ya bitch ain't got faith
She mad because I freak thots
It ain't a biggie, if I want her back
I'll just beat box
Committing murder in the first degree
Before I got my first degree
I'm hood smart and book smart
But y'all act like it hurts to be
So y'all praise niggas that only
Know these guns and SIGss
But, I'm soft for tryin' to
Educate y'all dumbass kids?
Well I'mma work at your kid's school
I'm they teacher, we in a small class
I'll slice his daughter throat for
Leaving without a hall pass
Shot one of his sons
The other just cried and called "dad!"
A teacher's policy is "no child left behind"
That mean they all pass
You think I'm soft cause I got on glasses?
Like you thirsty on instagram
I make you follow ratchets
So they tingle in yo spine no bodies

Keith Sweat ass nigga
I'm fat cause I'm hungry
You starving, you don't eat
Closed mouths don't get fed
And nigga you don't speak
Basing a whole battle over size is so weak
Cause what they call you
When you heavy, wait, obese

I finally get to smoke me a Loudboy
Cause see, all the rest of em Reggie
I put his brains on the
Curb flip whenever you ready
It had the whole block thinking
That they stepped in spaghetti
See, it's the demon
I'm the only one that can make Death smile
I open ya chest valve
And fill it with reptiles
Each round like a episode of the X-Files
Speaking of X-Files
Brizz proved that V-A can't
I load this pistol full of parking meters
And leave that parking lot V-A can't
(vacant)
206 bones in ya body, I get to breakin' shit
Small cuts reaching inside and
Start taking shit bone collecting
Trying to clean house like a home inspection
I bang a rusty nail through each
Knee and get a bone infection
I never ate school lunch, school teacher
I will take the meat from the cafeteria
And feed it to my pitbulls
What y'all ain't catch that?
I said I take the meat from his calf
Interior and feed it to my pitbulls
This make perfect sense
'Cause see I could've caught this body sooner
But there's levels to this shit, right
And before I can body Ahdi in December
I gotta body Ahdi junior well okay then
For a chance at a top tier
We gon' go to war for that
I'mma raise doubt in the mind
Of ya fanbase, like "yeah
What would he sound like if he
Gave Ahdi his performance back? Wow Dre"
Back up, this meat body
I'm Miyagi, I can show how Dre
I'm blatant evil, so when I jack he channel
(Jackie Chan) little Shao Dre
It ain't a sequel
Literally, the Karate Kids
It wasn't a sequel nigga you got two choices
I cock back and let this shotty injure ya
Or give you lipo
Then stab you in your hypothalumus
That's the shit that controls
Hunger and body temperatures
I'm on my bullshit
They done put a real life demon vs
A fake as New Jersey Devil
You get buried on foreign land
With a New Jersey shovel
And a three quarter inch carving in ya
Chest that says "New Jersey love you"
You my nigga before and after
This, but right now, fuck you
And I would scream fuck Jersey
But I fuck with Jersey
So when I scream fuck Jersey
I just mean your part y'all half
Bring me some real beef i got a big cal
(cow) , you see what I can
Do to a small calf, ho
Small calf
I can let this holy hammer baptize
Him like a small calf
Catholic or Christian, small calf
Or I got this big cal, then small calf
Like what I said, I'll feed
Them to my pitbull earlier
That's small calf you want pause who?
This flow can part waters
What the fuck is a tsunami?
What, I gotta put him in
Subtitles or something? He punani
I pop up to his house in a three
With two Thommies
You got a couple million views
But no true bodies
How the fuck is you top tier?
Time you put in the only reason you got there
I don't write, this mind has no boundaries
In no time
I'mma start surrounding that top tier
Dark Side, Hunger Games
Nigga we clan swarmers
I got a gun so real, when I clutch it
My hand warmer cock it and blam on ya
I turn Tsunami Surf into
Tsunami the Transformer
Bigger tall waterfall
I take Mr urn an' Ash and reduce
Him to a urn and ash
'Cause he be reaching the most
It's crazy how he can go from speaking
On a Demon to speaking to ghost
Unpause, I'm fucking you up
It's the Hunger Games
If I woulda ran through Jersey
The same time Sandy
Did, it woulda made sense
If she brought hurricane, ho
Hurricane? like a crippled bitch
Get her a cane
Or like how we refer to the weather outside
You know hurricane?
Or like how we refer to that dope
I mean that boy and that girl
Him a dope and her a cane
Now either I'm reaching
Or that's a triple entendre nine Llama
You'll be another dead leader
Or somethin' like Osama who sayin' ho?
Hussein, like the battle rapper 845Whosane?
Saddam Hussein?
Or not being in your right state of mind
Who sane? Nigga who's sane (sayin')?
You throw it off
Your style, I mean his style, so soft
Played out
Chubby niggas, kung fu fighting on stage
Like a gay spouse eJ Johnson, cut it out
That's Magic Johnson' son the faggot one
That shit only work when you winning
I fuck ya lay up
This half a moon'll send Earth in ya linen
Y'all surfin' 'em children
The nerve of 'em children
I'm a walking Amber Alert, I kidnap
Murder 'em children i'll feed 'em a biscuit
Then let a mac pat 'em all on the back
Like I'm burping 'em children hunger Games