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Shabazz]
? are full of this, since I'm a Don I'm pulling out a hit
I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor Unit, time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's beret
Bring on the refills, you see we
The of the brain game is kill or be killed
I'm an expert, who will be the next to try?
Let me explain you got 8 ways to die
We and scorch ya, make ya feel real sore
Have ass looking just like this boo-boo slipped the door
Known to kill, dunk skills,
You ask My reply is 'I don't give a fuck!'
I'm a Panther, I fresh meat
After I kill ya, leave ya body across 110th Street
My tactics are drastic and fast
I tie one to a and go drag ya ass
I'm more than a threat, I'm a
To hell cotton, watch out when I come to Harlem
So whisper or make a sound or croak
ya prop, go straight back down ya throat
Everyday all day this be the way
Putting rappers outta commission even on an
Flavor Unit G, we're taking rappers out
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Here trouble and it's all that, in fact contact
You're next of kin, friend, the flow format
While you slip, I grips so expect to get
Ask me if I give a fuck 'cause I got shit to lose
Fuck around, lay and get stuck up
You beatnit, wait a minute, hold the up
If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid,
Handicapped, crippled and "pussy" was my middle
You beat me slick, snap that neck like a Chico stick
I who beat'cha quick (who?), my grip
Failing to some type of tournament
I cut ya fucking head off and use it as a Christmas tree
Come and me a test whoever claims to be the best
He's with the 40-below footprint on his
Fucked up, got stuck, go press luck
Both of his legs were found in back of a garbage
Head 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 wrong and entered the dragon
I you I'm out to stalk,
Last nigga tried me, died G, my tomahawk
Apache, me, I'm getting rappers' ass
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You could of been my main shit but you and will wack, black
The only thing I smoke with a pipe is an ass
You challenge Treach, I'll seal you quick, you touch that
I thought you did a 'cause you said "Aw, fuck that!"
Hill how ya feel, hey Ben Hef
Give me a hearing aid or two then I'm 'cause I'm that def
how we all be, tighter than small leaves
Club rapping all be, I'm on all 3
drill means chill, Guard Ya Grill, trouble
Is that your head or is your neck blowing a bubble?
A-B-C, to the S-T
You-V-W-X, fuck the
new, Brand Nubian, Grand Puba-in
Tape them and cruise me then, if I'm wrong, sue me
Wait let me hear another tune, me in
So I'm straight, if I "drop the bomb" I have 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 mon frere this is all my hair
I wouldn't cut it for the biggest out there
Put on a tip or hitting hips, I'm more quick
I Grease my Lightnin', it's how I get, a slick
Schooled, dark, Sagittarian
Two of marrying very thick or very thin
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor
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