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Yo
This sound like something you can smoke and ride to, Foreign

We goin' on a different kind of ride with a different kind of smoke though

It's a special delivery
Full of heavy artillery
You'll never get rid of me
No friends in the industry
No enemy's killing me
Spit it clever and brilliantly
Your death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies

I'm the one playin' the horror score
In the trunk lay the forty-four
Guns, blades, enormous swords
Duct tape and chloroform
But wait, there's more in store
Equipped with hollows and that rider music
Liquor bottles full of lighter fluid
Hit the throttle, ignite and threw it
We fry beef 'till it's dried out
Turn down a side street and hide out
Everyone inside asleep at your guy's house
When I decide to creep, it's lights out
You're lookin' in the face of true evil
You ain't killing me, I'm too lethal
This a trilogy with a few sequels
Got the duct tape and a used needle
In a black sedan for the backup plan
Tell the fire department bring back up, man
Extra trucks with extra hoses
We got extra Guns 'n' extra Roses
Use Your Illusion, distraction ploys
Make sure everything in my path's destroyed
Got the vantage point mapped and scoped
With a massive scope on the Magnum toy
You don't want beef, you just pack bologna
Feed you shells like macaroni
Full of acrimony for the rats and phonies
Kidnap ya brodie with a glass of codeine
Make his ass go to sleep
No mask so he knows it's me
Make sure the slit in his throat is deep
And then let him roast in piece

It's a special delivery
Full of heavy artillery
You'll never get rid of me
No friends in the industry
No enemy's killing me
Spit it clever and brilliantly
Your death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies

Special delivery
Full of heavy artillery
You'll never get rid of me
No friends in the industry
No enemy's killing me
Spit it clever and brilliantly
Your death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies

Heard ya talkin' trash like the waste man
You should probably watch ya back, get your chain snatched
Came back with a plan for the payback
Now I gotta wash my hands with the Ajax
Hit up different stores and we paid cash
So your buddies on the force can't trace that
Leave ya bloody on the floor like a cage match
I'll Roc-A-fella, make his Dame Dash
Stay strapped, .38 in the waistband
.40 in the trunk with the pump and the face mask
You can't even eat the crumbs off the placement
Jakes come, play dumb whenever they ask
Questions, please don't be stressing me
We don't ever speak till detectives leave
Use the weaponry effectively
Preemptively and defensively
My foes envy me, they won't get to me
They need amphetamine, they low energy
I got the TEC with me to sow entropy
I'll blow seventeen from the M&P
It's like a slaughterhouse the way we dead the beef
Got a special K, no ketamine
In the Chevrolet when we fled the scene
With the rental plates just to exit clean
Mention me, that's a stain on your legacy
Wet your Jeep, leave ya brains on ya leather seat
Machete spleens like a Jason and Freddy dream
Hit the switch on the Glock like I pressed repeat
You'll get bit by your dog, better check for fleas
Shoot yourself in the foot if you step to me
Or I'll do it for ya like Tory did to Megan's feet
Allegedly

It's a special delivery
Full of heavy artillery
You'll never get rid of me
No friends in the industry
No enemy's killing me
Spit it clever and brilliantly
Your death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies

Special delivery
Full of heavy artillery
You'll never get rid of me
No friends in the industry
No enemy's killing me
Spit it clever and brilliantly
Your death is a symphony
Redrum soliloquies

The descent into madness
You're watching it happen in real time

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from Feast or Famine (The Second Helping Deluxe Edition), released September 20, 2022

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A Rapper Named Nati Three Rivers, Michigan

Three Rivers, MI, based hip-hop artist A Rapper Named Nati has been penning rhymes since 1996. He met Dutch producer Rob Maestro in high school, circa 2004. Fifteen years later, the pair have been anointed Self-Proclaimed Kings. (Pronounced “notty.”)

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