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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Come on son, get in
are running like the redcoats is coming
I enlist niggas that want some of this
And what's left is the of a death wish

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

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

Kool G Rap is to draw
And any sucker that to beat him, you meet him in a morgue
All unidentified, so check it
You see if it was the sucker from the dental record

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

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

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

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

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

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