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

By the age of
My state was gugarious
Various opponents whose was hilarious
you
Throwing fairy
Then frowning on whack chorus
was on the scene before Nat Morris
Cold as a black forest in starving streets
A garbage heap was brought
could eat
The of haters
Diss us gators
So I spit at you through your serve in vegas
The primitive fool
None can match
at your rib cage
Making your spine back
You lack fat
And of Dexatrim
Whippin' my out on nuns
If say sex is sin
to Slim
I'm as a Tetris win
Dirty Dozen solo are men
Get known for
Irritate me like skin
The ain't lookin' the same
a neglected twin
Some test the
unnecessary
To kill your crew, family, your
Your can carry
Knock your off sync
Left you flat like a soft
Got styles than Diana Ross swing
Zone like Rick James when he smoke
You and Charli
Got something in
Y'all both
Proof the king
If I ain't the best this
The motherfucker be my

Who's the bitch ass
mentioning my name?
No one to
I just cock your name
None of y'all bitch ass niggas wanna
'cause minutes or less
be at your assets
You're a bitch
And I wanna you
And the niggas you was
already left you
So duck 'cause Bizarre Kid's comin' here
at you and your peers
And cousins you ain't in years
Hope you in God
'cause nigga you pray
Pull your kids from the
And duck this AK
And already done called the and Denaun
And if I want to
I can't change my lines
'cause you on the shit
These bullets are
And ain't no way in that you avoidin' this
Ain't no
Yo I see your on my caller ID
Bitch, callin' me
the truce
Nigga I pull the deuce
And my go wild
Like a of rats that got loose
I'm comin' for you
So behind your door
all my niggas believe 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 when ask
I just say you under the (Killer Eel)
No matter what the
can solve 'em
Keep a nigga
The whips regardless

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 Bugz is up
Your nearest gang
Just another liar retired
We make niggas pass out like
Flossin' my with barbed wire
Leavin' a bloody
Then kids
And buy 'em a bar
So they can me where you live
Artist]
Highly
my wrist
Lickin' off this tech
With my eyes flossed
up the Art of War
In the ghetto
And see Bizarre holding your
Hostage for Crunch Berries
My pump hot
Coat stomachs like
Run away
Setting it off with the guns Dre got
Ghetto
But ass
bringing you back to life
Nigga we putting you in caskets
off with the mop like you got somethin'
But in my I'm thinking
Blast soon as I somethin'
And when you
I damn well I done shot somethin'
And I'm cleaning your
Off my windshield for
is
Your weed sellers
Throwing pipe bombs in your
To kill elders
The men on bitches tracks
You these
clits and ovaries
Till drop the sheets
die from these
Blows we
You supposed to be in shit
you the underdog bitch
(x2)

Bugz'll you
In than a word or two
Bring the art of war to door
me Sonny Zoo
Nigga don't be mad 'cause your broad is a
Always dialing (bitch)
like you
I'm known to smack, stab, and on
Kick at, hit on, you hear me bitch? still on
Calling through my
Like your bout it with shouts
you the same nigga
Who was on his couch
on site boy
If you your life boy
(Yo Bugz, that nigga alone
You know he just a boy)
that
I smack him off the
And his bleel
Or a royal mope
And destroy him my steal
You ass
How you figure it linger
Take your bitch on Jenny
Then your ass on Jerry Springer
Don't with it
Or get head split and mouth bruised
That's a
Fuck *Hal
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