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Brigade jump on a couple of
Nigga, we bad
(we bad news, nigga)
To beef for
If you step our way on
Anybody, (oh shit)
on
Brigade jump on a of punks
That's how we're it moving it moving it
To beef for
If you step our way on
Anybody, (that's right)
on

[kon
We breaking every in the book
Illegal crooks got your mind shook
Kon done spells up
Poisonous
The kon
Make way for the raiser
neighbor
Cuttin throats with coke
Bottles and rusty
I the one to save you in a crisis
I kick you while down
Snatch you up and ask you who's the
say me
Or put your next to some vice crips
And squeeze they lifeless
I stayin with my mind
About being or evil
I'm
Lethal I leave you
Dead inside your brother
When your for help reaches out
We just
Now where the fuck of how we is as
We wrong
Politics and poverty got us strong
You wrong
If you you'll make it out with all your limbs
your camera
So we can put on film

Hey
Don't get cut into hundreds some dumb shit
I you to run quick 'cause we run this
click on the reg reg
Put mcs on they beads
Either or leavin' 'em walking on peg legs
In various
I'll be wylin' out at
I'm why they're out
Of parking spaces
dreams
You want suspense? endless
How I massacre
Leave you solo and
Contact less then lifeless
The mc
You never wanna with
Or rock a mic
Carry a with
Da on the night shift
Pack big dick that I use to fuck your wife with
You the nicest
with intelligence
Leaving your grill wide open like
wait
My words through your vertebrate
Til it snap your brace
And crack your plate

[kon
You studies wanna job assets
Rough is to start teaching niggas
In ass whippin'
Breaking
Damage crews by the
Shit talking cassius
Get in your e-class and bitch
Kon
The only man can expand the cervix
the tip of my bone
Get in your girl and fucking
Until she screaming "leave me alone"
Walking
Looking for grade to set it on
From dusk til I bomb
Went hell and remain calm
The devils to us to fight me
to see what type of shit that I was on
Those is why they got burnt
And into crisp xxxxx
With hotter than lava comes
It's
That she with
I merge with
Kuniva will make ya nerves and split
me bitch
You worthy with the mic
Is why I it
And people think and praise with words that I
With things I say on you
You someone to spar with
Put you in the back of my
Get in my car
with nothing but thugs
the fug
We more dangerous than l.a. cops big clubs
Who's arresting you when drunk
You munk
Spitting up scriptures and gumps
Till you get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a whore you hit it
I make it my
Twenty four seven to try and it

get it
I gotta it to you non-stop
Bombs drop lyrical warfare we
Dead rot
We your body rock
Licking off like lollipops
That the pop
Kuniva rolex chains, watches and anklets
the stank bitch
Packing to make you thank quick
Now this
Something you don't a piece of
Don't worry about these ones
Chillin' with me