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Kevin James Picture [PRAY FOR SILVER BOW] (Prod. jdmasters)

by 2 Dolla Will

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THE RETURN OF THE MUSTARD TIGER

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Yo I might send tobey macguire death threats, then follow through
Y’all’s little phony rhymes no nicer than dr Seuss
You probably bump Overtime get the fuck out of Montana dude
I’ll offer a goblin shards to clobber you and maybe chop you in two
I often wonder what Sam Losco would do
Or Ted deshner
But fuck Ed Lester and all the cops in blue
I bet he smokes meth shards that’s blue
And shoots tar too
And uses fentanyl to stretch it like arms in a cartoon
Blicky Boyz, we armed to the tooth
The gods of butte
I’m at ya mommas spot with some ganja, two condoms
And a to go box of food
While your sister shoots dope in ya fathers room
And whispers to the imaginary ghosts she’s talkin too
Wanna be 2 Dolla
Keep Wishin like cosmo and Wanda
These prickjob artists probably follow the rules
Doggie
Go back to Montana state bitch it’s gonna be a dangerous winter
Tweaker shot up then got shot up and bled an AIDS river
Praise the sacred pictures
Most the state on pain prescriptions
Pray for silver bow howmie
And then you pray for William
I was at ya moms place for 8 days hangin with her
Ya dad caught us my face looked like the Kevin James picture
He didn’t seem to like me though
He whipped out a pot
I took his wife’s old snow globe to the side of his dome
Jumped out the window parachute billows behind me as I’m aiming back fire
Ring around my eye from the rifle scope
Was lookin through too close
Butte cops watchin like the Truman show
They probably all sell stolen kidneys on the dark web
And eat charred human body parts and flesh
And satan rituals with pentagons and pentagrams
And plates with spoons and dead dogs and parallelograms
And severed arms and heads
And cooked frogs and pets
There’s a long list of narcs to detest
It’s actually all of them the entire police officer
Roster across all the seven
Seas and outer space they all deserve to be deceased without a trace
And gone and dead or tossed in a cage and locked
And the key chopped up and the pieces swallowed by them
I bet you and hollow are friends
The ganja is shrek
And it’s swamp is ya mommas breasts long as she don’t get stopped
By officers again
And if she smokes it she’s back to gettin pot from fresh
Y’all are narcolepts
This the authentic Montana
Y’all are just art vandelay architects
Y’all’s raps are straight up not the best
If you thought it’s a diss regardless if it is, it’s a shot now
Waterfowl gettin shot down
Walkerville sidewalks all are filled with cartridges and shotgun rounds
Your new shit lookin like Tom Macdonald and Hopsin now
You got a sloppy sound
A single fan of yours cannot be found
Your single aunt on the floor pulling her shorts and her bra down
This the real butte
Turn my songs loud, but I am not loud
On my Shollers (shoulders) I got the town
Y’all posers need to go back to anaconda now

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released November 2, 2023
BEAT, MIX, AND MASTER: jdmasters
WRITTEN & PERFORMED BY 2 DOLLA WILL
Inspired by Kevin James Memes, Benny the Butcher, your mother, BUTTE-SILVERBOW (& surrounding areas), & Sam "the caveman" Losco

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