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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 alive keep it like a drive by
We could stack dough sky
one to five
Eighty nine tech nine all live
(2x)

[Ill
Yeh yeh I Reagan plus I shot Nixon, Non-Phixion
Fuck up competition like nine car
Now ya arm's missin', you look like the drummer from Def
The walkin' talkin' death weapon junk that the head spins
Peace to the X-Men, eighty nine tech nine
I wrote a hundred rhymes about these troubled times
Fuck up ya head like ya mother dies
launch an', you brothers want!

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

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