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1 and comes the 2 to the 3, and

[Lakim
? rappers are of this, since I'm a Don I'm pulling out a hit
'cause I'm up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor Unit, it's to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's beret
Bring on the refills, you see we
The name of the brain game is or be killed
I'm an expert, who be the next jerk to try?
Let me explain you got 8 ways to die
We torch and ya, make ya feel real sore
Have that ass looking just this boo-boo slipped the door
to kill, dunk skills, e-rupt
You ask why? My is 'I don't give a fuck!'
I'm a Panther, I love fresh
After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across Street
My tactics are and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go ya ass
I'm than a threat, I'm a problem
To hell with cotton, watch out when I to Harlem
So don't whisper or make a or croak
ya prop, go straight back down ya throat
Everyday all day this be the way
rappers outta commission even on an off-day
Flavor Unit rules G, taking rappers out
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Here comes trouble and all that, in fact contact
next of kin, friend, follow the flow format
While you slip, I so expect to get bruised
Ask me if I give a fuck 'cause I ain't got shit to
Fuck around, lay and get stuck up
You beatnit, a minute, hold the fuck up
If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid,
Handicapped, crippled and "pussy" was my middle
You couldn't beat me slick, snap that neck like a stick
I know who beat'cha quick (who?), my
Failing this to some type of
I cut ya fucking off and use it as a Christmas tree ornament
Come and give me a whoever claims to be the best
He's with the 40-below footprint on his
Fucked up, got stuck, go press luck
of his legs were found in back of a garbage truck
Head in the bar of a limousine
The rest of his body at a site in Queens
Damn man, Mr. Handman, you like
Ya fucked up, made a wrong and entered the dragon
I you I'm out to stalk,
Last tried me, died G, felt my tomahawk
Apache, that's me, I'm rappers' ass
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You could of been my main shit but you scrap and wack, black
The only thing I smoke with a is an ass crack
You challenge Treach, seal you quick, you can't touch that
I thought you did a triple 'cause you said "Aw, that!"
Diamond how ya feel, hey Ben Hef
me a hearing aid or two then I'm through 'cause I'm that def
That's how we all be, than small leaves
rapping all be, I'm wrecking on all 3
This drill chill, Guard 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
new, Brand Nubian, Grand Puba-in
Tape and cruise me then, if I'm wrong, sue me then
Wait let me hear tune, tune me in
So I'm straight, if I hear "drop the bomb" I to go
Break this nig' for anytime or any day, as many 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 hips, I'm more than quick
I my Lightnin', it's frightening how I get, a slick
Schooled, dark, Sagittarian
Two of marrying very thick or very thin
Naughty By and the Flavor you-N-I-T
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