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Just understand the whole son, y'know y'know
It's too much over here, there's doodoo over there
Knowhati'msayin? get with the real, here
And the from there
And make it mo' better blues everywhere
Yaknowhati'msayin? duo times two bro

Fucking global, fucking domination in this rap

is bon jovi..

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and go
Worldwide boot camp smoke by the truckload
Or the west coast, where they me tons of love
Doc and tray crackin jokes bout guns n drugs
on this wack rap shit from coast to coast
Why not the from both sides lick and go for broke?
No ass joke, like buck or rakim, arms like down syms
Snatch up hoe, fuck her or pass it, it don't mean na-thing

What's the pah? i hope shit is peace and love
But if it ain't fuck it I'm forced to release slugs
Peep these thugs, sean price, mc miraculous
When pumped up, I'm forced to jump up and smack the shit
Act like it can't happen when would I ever let you
Two fly niggaz becomin of whorides
You try to avoid my that's when you die
News fly fast as fuck on how done bruised guys
Cornball screamin, "ruck you on some other shit"
Mad cause I music no longer for the love of it
What is this? niggaz is soft like some velvet
You get dealt with, a single shot to pelvis

Now throw your hands in the air if you this here
Shit'll bump everywhere because it's this year
From the city of beach to my home brownsville
Cause real recognize real everytime for

Who with the craziest niggaz in town?
Kill em who got the right to make a sound?
My break blocks corners avenues and drives
It's about time to mash in, a ride
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I the steel
givin these niggaz don't pass these zones limits
I the unusual cruicial life, so pay attention
As I come through, for you and your
It's just a man and his music, I ain't to use
I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I it's useless
To to this, we in effect we dangerous
Contain the mental and ain't afraid to diss

We can't quit we can't stop we got to do this (do this shit)
Cause heltah skeltah and this pound to run this shit (run this shit)
If you don't know you gotta know you trust a bitch (never trust a bitch)
Game trump tight, we try to run this shit (run shit)

Life without money, like breathing with no air
Prepare, there's no love in
Engage, I meet the front page, like cage
And get served, and center stage
I'm breakin through, throw up your teflon
And get penetrated, superior
Hostile, verbal in 3-d
Hittin every galaxy, up d.p.

We in the house, even when we
We in the house with dick in bitch mouth
From here to south to the westside, my vocals test drive
You crazy, the shit I make a nigga praise me
So say oh, you the real shit frequently
Oh for dogg and b-c-c
Me, j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckus
And kurupt what? we equal fo' bad
You want lumps? we got some, worse than we got guns
hot ones, to legal shotguns, hold up I'm not done
Oowops son, and mad glock 9's, the red dot
To make a snake hit the like stopsigns, you feel me?

At the same time, you can catch me on yeah smokin trees
Hopin these, niggaz don't battle the ruckus
Potentcy, that's what I'm kickin all you jokers be
On some bullshit, niggaz you movin at a speed
You know it's the, show after-party hotel jodeci
Make me blow the out these bitches bangin they ovaries
I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I
Smack the out of any nigga I think that's clonin me

Now who, to be a real dope mc
Like heltah skeltah and the
all through your fuckin town
And layin punk down, hah!

Man, these niggaz servin me? I not
facin a blizzard in a fuckin tanktop
I took tricks to new jerz to cod
You could be adventureous up against tremendous
And a poltergeist, I bring it to you nice
And have the whole scenery like the vice
Who it be comin through in all blue?
pound gangstaz, number one, number two
Never the principle, the top principal
Up against the top invincible, assassin
I lay the on the table, take a pick
The wrong get your whole chest cavity split
when all the bullshit ceases, this whole frame
And format crumble right before his eyes into
Fake ass with no heart and no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows, and no
Waitin for poetical satan, slaughters
Runnin camps like walter payton
I'm all money makin, and not makin mistakes
You're only worth what you create in the of snakes

Yeah, and how we do it
Heltah skeltah and tha dogg
this motherfucker
Yeah!