Charlie Sheen (Winning)

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I see you running
I'm coming to bust assumptions
W-w-watchin me malfunction
This gunman
Yeah he has gumption
Wake me up for the forefront of an eruption
Introduction of imminent destruction
Discriminant predicaments
I'm indifferent to bitches bitching they're innocent
I kill kill
Get a bitty glimpse of the sickest shit
Fresh fishes get squished
I'm unhitched and fina flip
Zip-Zip with a pistol gripped
Rip open your ribs
Smoking a spliff with slit wrists too Indignant to strike(strick) from clinched fists
Just berzerked syruped and a blitz of busted dishes
Ya bitches I'm dissing so the tightest supply of cunts get fisted
Chickens get cooked and crooks become victims
I'm wicked minute by minute
Blurting asserted words
Adverse to what you've heard
So zip it
Splurge a surge to just submerge your wishes and inhibitions
Re-emerge from the dirt lurching at those hidden
I'm prone to killing
Prone to hemoglobin spilling
Pick a bone and yours will be showing
I'm the unknown villain
Cyclone spitting and spilling twisted liquid consisted cryptics
Living livid so I'ma sit and leave it unfinished
Constricting with this rigid system I've scripted in fucked up predicaments and became Sikko SIC Infynite

Cause I'm winning winning
I'm Charlie Sheen winning
I'm killing killing
I'm Charlie Ray killing
So I'm winning and killing and killing and winning and kidding when hinting at killing the women and children
I'm killing to win and I'm winning to kill it

So knock the block and line chalks around walking contradictions
Talking that crock of shit
Yeah keep on gawking bitch
Knock knock
It's the monster SIC
Vomiting demonic harmonics
Ripped off chronic hits
Dropping symphonic
Synchronic supersonic
Through logic wrought rocket ships
I'm anomalous with bottomless cognizance
Promising to drown fucking clowns in their own bottle-less stream of consciousness
I'm here to bring about Hip-Hop's apocalypse by mouth from the underground necropolis
Prominent with no longer wandering down yonder all anonymous
Sikko SIC the schizo prick in a limbo trip equipped with exhausted optics all hypnotic
Call the cops
The Catastrophic has his zippo lit
Spliff to his lips and smoke in his throat
Fuck the 3rd person quote
Unquote
fuck with my mode
This commode will explode
A shit storm of sorts I can't control all over the globe
Let loose with 2 uzis I happen to hold
Not real steel
Just flesh and bone going straight into your dome
I'm about to put your ass on blast and you just have nowhere to go

Cause I'm winning winning (winning, winning)
I'm Charlie Sheen winning
I'm killing killing
Yeah I'm Charlie Ray killing (Charlie Ray killing)
So I'm winning and killing and killing and winning and kidding
When hinting at killing the women and children
I'm winning to kill it and killing to win it
Winning and killing and killing and winning and winning and killing
Killing and winning and winning and killing and winning and killing
Winning and killing and killing and winning
and winning to kill it
Killing to win it and winning to kill it and killing to win it
Charlie Sheen winning
Charlie Ray killing
Winning to kill it
Winning, killing, illing