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You're scared straight as as G Rap penetrates
You escape, but you got a date to meet fate
Run for life when I'm starting
Suckers are turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk carton

Danger, when I and change a face, ace
You're being replaced by a
I injure, and escape like a
You got by a fucking revenger

A inserted in your head, a shot got
Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody it
around, the price is more than McDonald's pays
And you can sing my blues to Holiday

Put your ass in my and I'm a blast it
Mind over matter, I burn battery acid
Terrorizing, sizing up the
Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a flys in

G's a madman, came from the
Crush niggas in my bare like beer cans
a gash like the New York Slasher
Showing my in a trench like a flasher

You got a problem, I'm a problem
Solve more with a .357 revolver
Come you pay dearly
And I can barely when you talk so speak up clearly

On a sole role, the golden mic
And I flatten ass just like a steam roller
Pity for niggas I
Try to disrespect, get the of a neck brace

I got ass on target
You got beef? You better it for the motherfucking meat market
choke you like a headlock
If a sucker's asleep, I his shit into Bedrock

on son, get done in
Niggas are like the redcoats is coming
I enlist punk niggas that want some of
And what's left is the breath of a wish

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A pimp loves shrimps and lobster
And for a hobby I'm hitting niggas up a mobster
I got a story for each little territory
The ghetto glory in all

The death threats I from the head vests
I'm riffing, the stiffen up like a dead pet
The that stoops to brutality
Giving all nationalities a taste of

G Rap is here to draw
And any sucker that tries to him, you meet him in a morgue
All victims unidentified, so it
You gotta see if it was the sucker from the record

What I use to liars:
Either fire, barbed wire, wire, or pliers
So you thought you last?
Go and get a green thumb your ass is grass

B. is the undertaker
His pockets swoll because rolling in more dough than a baker
type, but I won't have it
'Cause when I swing the boys I get noisy like traffic

So if you know what I know, see I see
G Rap is down with a posse
And I'm quick to go stick other
With a smile just like a sick

A inside the sucker's guts and
Hit and his nuts, we throw him in the Hudson
is for all the non-believers
They receive a in their ass from a meat cleaver

even try to get fast
You know the because I'm 5 seconds off your ass
A nightmare you suckers breathless
You stepping to Kool G Rap, then that's a death

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