What, yeah, Black McClane Harold the Menace and the With my Bud'da, on the track Golden Warriors every rapper on the plate Huh, me
I got in three-one-oh On section eight, with multiple Sport a Marilyn t-shirt when I die and go to Heaven a beady, scrape my lungs, smoke the resin
Remember the name Ras Get to clownin' y'all punk bitches I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac money and mack murder wack rappers My Makaveli verse Bomb First, the gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation before you ever reach your senses Got so-called writers, crashing brick fences Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like that princess
If you lookin' for sympathy, you better between R and T In the dictionary see the object of the game is to win some ends, sippin' Henn' Whip a Benz and leave it to next of kin
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The un-edited medic, on the cut, a degree in metaphysics A doctor, a lot of patience and perseverance Flows an ocean liner that sails like a clearance I'm bilingual fly a flamingo, I'm a pitcha
Everything I I eat like Al Pacino You like me baby You ain't happy, you need some Now you in my properties but you to pay my equity
For the point in my character I'll reach the highest place in the house when I Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with like billion cube Been this way since I was
And like this I runnin' shit without the use of Sports creme Rippin' up tracks like immigrant Chinese, the game I lay I'm grim, I brim my brow when I rip Never write rhymes with fingertips
Each syllable you to use Is light as a Keep tryin' to go But all gettin' is a golden shower
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Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And your body drop
Look, now if it wasn't for the rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around they chest Keep about where you rest And what you own and what you So the day some come for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Black Bruce Willis, please kill us I show mercy Kevorkian, like a scorpion We sting you from behind and put it in you, so meet me at the Put you on the to put you on the menu
emcee, we be the ones that keep the pussy hot Xzibit livin' life, like a bull a china shop Strippin' everything, see you even got a dime to drop Go ahead and the cops, you ain't said nathin'
Jerry out the studio, then Suge Knight you To the lot, niggaz ain't ready for all this heat we got Picture yourself crushin' with your tough talk That's like Christopher Reeves the crip walk
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Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three card Will ever stop? not Pull spine through your mouth And watch your body