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"Pindi Express"

I'm an outlaw baby, call me Waylon Jennings
All you a-holes go AWOL, get laid out, deadly
I'm a sharp shooter, never spark buddha
Out for your heart, get marked, come submit to the dark ruler
A star trooper, I ain't no basehead chump
I got the fire and conviction of a straightedge punk
Wavin black flags quick to make you spaceheads jump
And got the package if she wanna get her face head-fucked, for real
Yeah, and when I tickle her thang she goes,
[?] it's classical
Radicals, you and your man could get snuffed quicker
Go figure, we the opposite of conscious fuck givers
The Pacquiao of "phaddas" packin punches in rappers' lunches
Knuckle sandwich servers with a platter for half the suckers
Handled like a buncha fuckin wickets, you all in line
We known for playin cricket like we bowling for columbine

Pindi express train hit em up with something quick
Faster then the speed of light, we make em duck and shit
It's like a virus when we hit em up with something sick
WHERE MY PAKI RAMBOS AT? tell em what the fuck it is

Mini cooper city troopers gettin rid of you losers
Jinnah super, system boomin every inch of these woofers
Fake gucci fake armani, got a hold of your grandson
And we're laughing cause a stolen iphone is the ransom
Deliver it to cinepax, we silverback gorillas
With the tinted glass windows and the whip is black
You don't want no drama with my homies
Stay prepared for you phonies
Got an army of kids, but don't compare me to kony
I'm finna stare at your hoe when she preparin to bone me, she go
[?] it's typical
We sons of anarchy, consultants of chaos
A pack of wild wolves, you fuckers smothered in steak sauce
In the class of 2012 I be the outcast
Homecoming queens I'm a end up in your mouth, fast
Jocks wanna jump? you get a challenge to act soon
I shot more frat boys than national lampoon

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