Home on the range
This is just practice at the firing range
Whats that town ZZ... La grange
Rippin thru the manger
I'm the lone ranger
Or was it the pasture
I need a pastor
I spit it faster, got no master, no limitations
Destroyin 3rd world nations at 3 in the a.m.
On it like clockwork what's the movie orange
Commin at ya with a loaded syringe
I got no need to forage
My lines stuck in my head
I got fresh clip of lead
I slaughtered it orange is dead!
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