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

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

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

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

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

Little man I'm plannin to enhance your
The rebirth, a nigga who an ill life
The one before me was of an more 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 thru plans to lot-o
Me and my getgo, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
He withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky

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

My formula I live do or die
Stare into the of a deep wiseguy
turnin' niggas to protoges
My protege I ya ass to make way

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

Here take a toke of this daily roackalist
y'all, tiny noise like locust
Like sunlight through a magnifying 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 goin' through convulsions from shit I write
Leavin' niggas stuck, I let
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 with this
Contender one I put you on top of the list
the best challenger so far I'll give you this

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

Atomic, no time for calm
We hyperactive and it's time for bit
Ya whole alliance gets single handedly
Take to the apostle's warning word up!