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I'm hard like an might get too tough to break down in sections So I grab a pen and pad, I'm To make a killer similar to a stab
Don't arrest me, arrest my brain, it's If I'm booty, then I've framed By an MC, who be the R E D Fuck with me, you'll get up and capped up easy
By me and a pistol So vacate the Or ask Mayday, for H E L P tell me, I'm electrifyin' similar to round three
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I'm a nightmare to rappers, to an MC Cold wreck, the with the help of E-D Aggravation, don't it, so get off my dick of disaster, no time for flicks Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy Bruce Leroy the bozack when I'm stabbin' a skeezoid
Gangsta rap, it's Daddy Mack with a Roy the funk pumps skunk like a smokestack So swing low and up balls I'm Schwarzenegger, correcting shit
In Re-call up E-D and the posse that's ten deep To wax a sucker nigga booty MC So off 'cause she gets no props So stick the in him, Redman 'cause he's done
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I'm E-D, I with the A-Team A one man machine by all means Necessary, I destroyed on No of getting killed 'cause I'm strapped The Hit Squad's deep, it sweet to creep On my crew but you sleep
My mic is caffeine, similar to it smooth for me, yes, to wax well And you get scared and spark a stove 'Cause I pack steel but on like En Vogue
My swiftness, I got a not for Christmas God bless, mmm-hmm, can I get a I'm fresh like a bag of Chips No toy, I'm a b-boy
Once again, I quote, I'm I smoked Smokey the Bear, I killed the ranger Poof, the fire's out and I'm Peace to and Farrakhan
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