Unsub The Godfathers (rap duo)

"Now, now, now it'll be alright, tsk
Look, it's just a little inconvenient
I know how upsetting it is, but it's just a little blood"

Yeah it's Giacana
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Uh, check it, yo

[VERSE 1: Kool G Rap]
Nigga, my attitude is often anger, the Boston Strangler
Bad decision, a vision of a coffin, I'm danger
Hawk or the binga, stab you with a fork in the fingers
Stalkin a stranger, vocal cords caught on the hanger
That's funny, I dead honies, I'm Ted Bundy, the threads bummy
Lead dummies, make ya head runny, the Feds want me
I'm John Wilkes Booth on your mom duke's stoop
And I shoot, cause your moms spilled soup on the Don's silk suit
Got on Vietnam steel boots, the palm's filled, duke
Firearm to her dook shoot, half of her arm peeled loose
I'm the truth, I'm Charlie Manson on Harley's glancin at Holly's mansions
Catch couples at parks be lampin in RV's campin
Watchin your bitch undress down to the bra, me pantin
What I do when I start advancin is hardly handsome
I'm Ed Gein, by a red stain, there's red rain
Machete swing in to ya neck vein, till your head hang
Desis bang, be a stretched lame when your chest drain
In a wet rain, I dump bodies off in the left lane
I'm Jack the Ripper, in fact Rap's trappin 'em quicker
Rat in her slippers, decorate her back with the scissors
Like the bitches with Jack Tripper, flatten her figure
Garden tools, the axe and the clippers, I actually rip her
Nigga