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You're scared straight as soon as G Rap
You wanna escape, but you got a date to fate
Run for life when I'm starting
Suckers are getting turned to missing 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 struck by a fucking

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

Put your ass in my path and I'm a it
over matter, I burn like battery acid
Terrorizing, up the guys-a
Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a flys in

G's a madman, came the Badlands
Crush niggas in my bare hands like beer
Leaving a gash like the New Slasher
Showing my in a trench like a flasher

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

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

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

on son, get done in
Niggas are running like the redcoats is
I enlist niggas that want some of this
And left is the breath of a death wish

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

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

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 gotta see if it was the sucker from the dental

I use to torture liars:
Either fire, barbed wire, live wire, or
So you you could last?
Go and get a thumb because your ass is grass

Eric B. is the
His pockets because he's rolling in more dough than a baker
Quiet type, but I won't it
'Cause when I swing with the boys I get noisy traffic

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

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

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

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