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Uhh God, uhh, y'know we gotta do son!
Y'know hu tI'm sayin' Word up! Make that fam!
No doubt! It's only for the takings son
of fact let me get some of that beer son
We all that shit, hey yo!

44th Side convention, Queens connection the Bridge be
Any party we step in get they heady-up
V S O P immediately, extra bent Rob out son is evident
We cream, mansions fulfill my dream

Ice 'reams gleam, love throughout the whole team
the game, let's have a rule, combinations
No conversation, all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, ass spittin, that's bad

For the game nigga, get out the
You waste space, here's the briefcase
We deface, smack the off ya fuckin' face
Tainted taste, ya home back to vacate
Get your together plus your mind straight

Yo my strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that stakes
We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift downstate
Dreams are over and my son'll live great

Little man I'm plannin to enhance your
The rebirth, a who lived an ill life
The one before me was of an even trife
My understandin, raise you with precise plannin

And put you on to the whole game of this
But I gotta survive in order to follow plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' getgo, any man to stop us he get wet-o
He withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky

Don't you put hands too close and try to approach
I won't at you I'm goin for throats
And when you feel my bite sing high notes
I peeped you deep and then you got cut throats

My I live life do or die
Stare into the of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin' to protoges
My I advise ya ass to make way

Make way for fully-auto gun
You're prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea
This man is mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme labyrinth poisonous cannabis

Here take a toke of this daily roackalist
y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight through a glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight ya brain and leave ya open
(Oh shit!)

And let the soak in you start sweatin' a
And through convulsions from dope shit I write
Leavin' niggas stuck, I let
Trapped up in a web of a nigga sick

I'll wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the
As dangerous as risky business fuckin' this
number one I put you on top of the list
You're the challenger so far I'll give you this

But peep this, what? Fatal shots that
Man down, now who dares to go
Like General Monk monk to chop necks
I send a message to my whole to bomb shit

Atomic, no time for calm
We hyperactive and it's for Vietnam bit
Ya alliance gets single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning up!