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a F, "F!"
a U, "U!"
a C, "C!"
a K, "K!"

We do drugs, Uncle Howie we die
So long as we keep it movin' like a drive by
We could stack dough sky
one to five
Eighty nine tech nine all live
(2x)

[Ill
Yeh yeh I shot Reagan I shot Nixon, Non-Phixion
Fuck up like nine car collision
Now ya missin', you look like the drummer from Def Leperd
The walkin' talkin' weapon that junk that the head spins
to the X-Men, eighty nine tech motherfuckin' nine
I a hundred fuckin' rhymes about these troubled times
Fuck up ya head like when ya dies
Non-Phixion an', you brothers want!

The quartet, drop you at ya doorstep
It's G-13 Mister Goretex government issue
Run in ya chick Israeli pistols, I'm to dis you
All them that you spit on ya shit don't really fit you
we move like rock stars we burnin' cop cars
Dust the guards top ours Howie he got charged
Runnin' the label, I tits like twin trae deuce
I'm takin' the stage pissed the fuck off with twin

[Sabac
I spit the confident, zero tolerance ya continents
Future escapades cross the rival dominant,
Loosed at ya barricade, crush ya
Rip ya mask off, make you wish you never
You fuckin' bitch, I you fuck ya moms between her tits
You paganist, Avirex, suckin' dick and smokin dits
K-C-R and Lord Seer plus Papito
and we the fuck up outta here