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[Raekwon the
get it on Kokomo
John John Blazeini, J-Bird

Another Persian

[Method] The Lung

the Chef]
Yo
Yeah, yo, yo
Dart throwing, yo aimin at your nostril,
sword halibut steak we choppin
Mili-tia, eight to generals at one time
we blend wine, go beyond one line
Spot the snakeskin, Dunn was
his head off fuhrilly, sit back, crack the Bailey's
Wetter than white milk, the quilt - that's the heater
My nigga drop losses, like Adidas
Shit is deep, the Grant's burnin
The long earnin, just got snatched by more Germans
are seein me bleedin, jet off in
the Lex skiin, goggles, Louis Sweden

[Method
I dig my experiences, wrap it up
in twelve inches, my defenses
Put it up in raw trenches, holdin court on the park
In the servin life sentence
Mass in New York, on these city sidewalks
sidewalks, there's no snoozin
Stop actin like it's me losin, my modern day
Pompei on city streets, the Sun heat
in Hell's Kitchen, time to get money finger
Once plot thicken, and you succumb
to the will of the slum your tongue
a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, bitch
wanna give me some, nappy -- I pass
Let players flash, and trick on they cash
on your funky ass I only buy shit last
A lifetime I write rhyme, chippin
the pipeline it's flight time, that's when I'm jetty
in a fifty-seven Chevy, on my own Getti
Head heavy, deadly medleys

I opened up my rap bible, then the light
the children, as it began to rain
I started buildin, spoke times before
but score, my reading was poor
with the Devil's english, I extinguish
and approach all hominyms, shit in your
Wipe my ass the phenonmenyms, be holy
or get shot down with the Moet-o, kid
Left petrol, my dancehall standoff
rap like Metro, echo echo, what?
Beware my psycho, limw piece leggo
Uniform flow, stay strong black my shit is
out bro
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[Method

Eyes as diamonds, again
wanna battle with the bat or pen
Give it to em raw, it to em raw
to the fuckin floor, up to the roof with the proof
mad, god damn!
Hahahaha,