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Uhh God, uhh, what we gotta do son!
hu tI'm sayin' Word up! Make that millions fam!
No doubt! only there for the takings son
Matter of fact let me get of that beer son
We all that shit, hey yo!

44th Side convention, Queens connection the be rep'tin
Any party that we step in get they
V S O P immediately, extra Rob then out son is evident
We cream, mansions fulfill my dream

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

For the nigga, get out the business
You space, substitute here's the briefcase
We deface, the smile off ya fuckin' face
Tainted taste, send ya home to vacate
Get your shit together plus your straight

Yo my empire strikes with the strength of snakes
My entire unit loaded up with niggas that hire stakes
We pull off a stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my live great

man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate
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 game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get
He couldn't the snake bite, there is no hanky

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

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

way for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, I'll easily and trap yea
This man is half mad scientist-half
rhyme labyrinth like poisonous cannabis

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

And let the venom soak in you sweatin' a
And goin' convulsions from dope shit I write
niggas stuck, I let spit
Trapped up in a web of a nigga that's

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

But peep this, what? shots that soloplex
Man down, now who to go next?
Like General monk orders to chop necks
I a message to my whole clique 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!