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

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

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

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

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

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

On a sole role, the mic holder
And I flatten your ass like a steam roller
for niggas I waste
Try to disrespect, get the taste of a brace

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

Come on son, get 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 death

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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 each little territory
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 stoops to brutality
Giving all nationalities a taste of

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

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

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

So if you what 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 a sick motherfucker

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

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

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