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

Danger, I rearrange and change a face, ace
You're being by a stranger
I injure, and escape like a
You got struck by a fucking

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

Put your ass in my path and I'm a 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 the Badlands
Crush niggas in my bare hands beer cans
Leaving a gash like the New Slasher
Showing my inches in a like a flasher

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kool G Rap is 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

I use to torture liars:
Either fire, barbed wire, wire, or pliers
So you thought you could
Go and get a green thumb because your ass is

Eric B. is the
His pockets swoll he's rolling in more dough than a baker
Quiet type, but I have it
'Cause when I swing the boys I get noisy like traffic

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

A bullet the sucker's guts and
Hit butt and his nuts, we him in the Hudson
This is for all the
They receive a in their ass from a meat cleaver

Don't even try to get
You know the time I'm 5 seconds off your ass
A leaving you suckers breathless
You stepping to Kool G Rap, then a death wish

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