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

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

A inserted in your head, a shot got
Murdered, nobody seen shit, heard it
Fuck around, the price is more than 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 like battery
Terrorizing, up the guys-a
Finger on trigger, when I it, a bullet flys in

G's a madman, from the Badlands
Crush niggas in my bare like beer cans
Leaving a gash like the New Slasher
Showing my inches in a like a flasher

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

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

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

on son, get done in
Niggas are running like the is coming
I enlist punk niggas that want 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 hobby I'm hitting niggas up a mobster
I got a for each little poor territory
The ghetto glory in all

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

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

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

Eric B. is the
His pockets swoll because he's in more 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 what I know, see I see
G Rap is down with a mafioso
And I'm to go stick other suckers
With a smile just 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 ass from a meat cleaver

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

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