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Tired of niggas rapping the
the same, ya, hah
Living in the place
What style is Proof gonna do this
Ya wanna know, huh?
is he gonna do?
You got who said,
"I'm out, I'm out the this year"
Fuck, all niggas
Fuck
Nigga said me and Bizarre hate each
you
Low Key
Fuck that
Talking 'bout he battled me and me
you
And when I see you on the
I'm in your
Ya know what I'm

By the age of
My mind was gugarious
Various opponents stature was hilarious
you
Throwing dust
frowning hard on whack chorus
Proof was on the scene Nat Morris
Cold as a black forest in these streets
A garbage heap was brought
could eat
The of haters
Diss us gators
So I venom at you through your serve in vegas
The primitive again
None can match
at your rib cage
Making your hatch back
You fat tactics
And thoughts of
Whippin' my out on nuns
If say sex is sin
to Slim
I'm Shady as a win
Dirty solo are respected men
Get known for
Irritate me like infected
The future lookin' the same
Like a twin
Some the scary
That's
To kill your crew, family, friends
Your tech can
your paws off sync
Left you like a soft drink
Got more styles than Diana Ross
Zone like Rick when he smoke crack
You and Baltimore
Got something in
Y'all both
Proof the king
If I ain't the best year
The motherfucker be my

Who's the ass nigga
That's mentioning my
No one to
I cock back your name
None of y'all ass niggas wanna test
'cause five or less
I'll be at assets
You're a bitch
And I test you
And the niggas you was
already left you
So duck 'cause Bizarre Kid's comin' here
Shootin' at you and peers
And cousins you seen in years
you believe in God
'cause nigga you pray
Pull your from the window
And duck from AK
And already done the Proof and Denaun
And if I want to
I can't change my nigga's
you on the shit list
These are relentless
And ain't no way in hell that you avoidin'
Ain't no
Yo I see number on my caller ID
Bitch, stop me
Fuck the
Nigga I the deuce deuce
And my niggas go
a bunch of rats that got loose
I'm for you nigga
So hide your door
'cause all my niggas in the Art Of War
(x4)
What you for?
Is you on for
assassins
you the art of war

Straight
Burying bodies right on top of other
So somebody ask
I just say you under the (Killer Eel)
No matter the problem
can solve 'em
Keep a breathless
The tech whips

Walking you right to the edge of darkness
We're way beyond
When I pull me out a
I bank
up your white tank top
While my nigga is stickin' up
Your nearest spot
another scarred liar retired
We niggas pass out like fliers
Flossin' my teeth with wire
Leavin' a bloody
Then harass
And buy 'em a bar
So they can tell me where you
Artist]
Highly
Spraining my
off this black tech
With my flossed bitch
up the Art of War
In the dictionary
And see Bizarre holding kids
Hostage for their Crunch
My stay hot
Coat stomachs like
Run spots
Setting it off with the that Dre got
séance
But ass
bringing you back to life
Nigga we putting you in your
Running off with the mop like you got
But in my mind I'm
Blast as I spot somethin'
And when you
I know damn well I done somethin'
And I'm cleaning brains
Off my windshield for
is
Your weed sellers
Throwing bombs in your church
To kill your
The men on bitches tracks
You notice
Banging clits and
they drop the sheets
Niggas'll die from
Blows we
You supposed to be in shit
'cause you the underdog
(x2)

Bugz'll you
In less than a or two
Bring the art of war to your
me Sonny Zoo
Nigga don't be mad 'cause broad is a trick
Always 976-need-a-dick (bitch)
Niggas you
I'm known to smack, stab, and on
Kick at, hit on, you hear me bitch? It's on
Calling my crib
Like your it with your shouts
Ain't you the same
Who was on his couch
Apologize on boy
If you like your boy
(Yo Bugz, leave that nigga
You he just a white boy)
that
I smack him off the
And his bleel
Or bought a royal
And destroy him my steal
You ass
How you it will linger
Take your on Jenny Jones
beat your ass on Jerry Springer
Don't with it
Or get your head split and mouth
That's a
Fuck Shoes*
'till fade