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[Lakim
? are full of this, since I'm a Don I'm pulling out a hit
'cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the
Unit, it's time to attack the prey
So way for hip-hop's green beret
Bring on the refills, you see we
The name of the brain game is kill or be
I'm an expert, who will be the next jerk to
Let me you got 8 million ways to die
We torch and scorch ya, make ya feel sore
Have ass looking just like this boo-boo slipped the door
Known to kill, skills, e-rupt
You ask why? My is 'I don't give a fuck!'
I'm a Panther, I love meat
After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across Street
My tactics are drastic and fast
I tie one to a and go drag ya ass
I'm than a threat, I'm a problem
To hell with cotton, watch out I come to Harlem
So don't whisper or make a or croak
Shit ya prop, go back down ya throat
Everyday all day be the hard way
Putting rappers outta even on an off-day
Flavor Unit rules G, taking rappers out
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Here comes trouble and it's all that, in fact
next of kin, friend, follow the flow format
While you slip, I grips so expect to get
Ask me if I give a fuck I ain't got shit to lose
Fuck around, lay around and get up
You beatnit, wait a minute, the fuck up
If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid,
Handicapped, and "pussy" was my middle name
You couldn't beat me slick, snap neck like a Chico stick
I know who beat'cha quick (who?), my
Failing this to some of tournament
I cut ya fucking head off and use it as a Christmas ornament
Come and give me a test whoever to be the best
He's with the 40-below on his chest
up, got stuck, go press your luck
Both of his legs found in back of a garbage truck
found in the bar of a limousine
The rest of his body at a site in Queens
man, Mr. Handman, you like bragging
Ya fucked up, made a turn and entered the dragon
I you I'm out to stalk,
Last nigga tried me, G, felt my tomahawk
Apache, that's me, I'm rappers' ass
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You could of been my main but you scrap and will wack, black
The only thing I smoke with a is an ass crack
You challenge Treach, I'll seal you quick, you can't that
I thought you did a triple 'cause you said "Aw, that!"
Hill how ya feel, hey Ben Hef
Give me a aid or two then I'm through 'cause I'm that def
That's how we all be, tighter small leaves
Club all be, I'm wrecking on all 3
This drill means chill, Ya Grill, trouble
Is that your head or is your neck blowing a fucking
A-B-C, to the S-T
You-V-W-X, the why-Z
Brand new, Brand Nubian, Puba-in
Tape them and me then, if I'm wrong, sue me then
Wait let me another tune, tune me in
So I'm straight, if I hear "drop the bomb" I to go
Break this nig' for or any day, as many rhymes are played
Erase, me not 'cause shit I'm hot, if I can get then you'll get got
Au contraire mon frere this is all my
I wouldn't cut it for the biggest butt-ocks out
Put on a tip or hitting hips, I'm than quick
I Grease my Lightnin', it's how I get, a slick
Schooled, dark, cool
Two of marrying very thick or very thin
Naughty By and the Flavor you-N-I-T
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