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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 green beret
on the refills, you see we feel
The name of the brain game is kill or be
I'm an expert, who will be the jerk to try?
Let me explain you got 8 ways to die
We torch and scorch ya, ya feel real sore
Have that ass looking just like this boo-boo slipped the
Known to kill, dunk skills,
You ask My reply is 'I don't give a fuck!'
I'm a Panther, I love fresh
After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya across 110th Street
My are drastic and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go ya ass
I'm more than a threat, I'm a
To hell with cotton, watch out I come to Harlem
So whisper or make a sound or croak
Shit ya prop, go straight down ya throat
Everyday all day this be the way
Putting rappers outta commission on an off-day
Flavor Unit rules G, taking rappers out
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Here trouble and it's all that, in fact contact
next of kin, friend, follow 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
around, lay around 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 name
You couldn't beat me slick, snap that like a Chico stick
I know who beat'cha (who?), my grip
Failing this to some type of
I cut ya fucking off and use it as a Christmas tree ornament
Come and give me a test whoever to be the best
with the 40-below footprint on his chest
Fucked up, got stuck, go 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 dove site in
man, Mr. Handman, you like bragging
Ya fucked up, made a wrong turn and the dragon
I you I'm out to stalk,
Last tried me, died G, felt 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 I smoke with a pipe is an ass crack
You challenge Treach, seal you quick, you can't touch that
I thought you did a triple 'cause you "Aw, fuck that!"
Diamond how ya feel, hey Ben Hef
Give me a hearing aid or two then I'm through 'cause I'm def
That's how we all be, tighter than small
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, the why-Z
Brand new, Brand Nubian, Puba-in
Tape them and me then, if I'm wrong, sue me then
Wait let me hear another tune, me in
So I'm straight, if I "drop the bomb" I have to go
Break this for anytime or any day, as many rhymes are played
Erase, forgive me not 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 butt-ocks out there
Put on a tip or hitting hips, I'm more than
I my Lightnin', it's frightening how I get, a slick
Schooled, dark, Sagittarian
Two types of marrying very thick or thin
Naughty By and the Flavor you-N-I-T
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