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[B.A. Hey yo I got a fetish, to see rip When my Tek spits, breakin' the bone where chest is I a nigga to try and battle I'll put the sweat in your when you swallow you're adam's apple Eat like Chupacabra was eating cattle Defeat disease palabras, frequently in battle Make the man fall back and start to squeal a fifth to his face, taste the steel This why I got pro and stay ruthless You useless, with us and leave toothless We're often as psycho-drama dispensors Paralyze niggas put 'em in trauma centers