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

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

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

Put your ass in my and I'm a blast it
Mind matter, I burn like battery acid
Terrorizing, sizing up the
Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a bullet 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 problem
Solve more with a .357 revolver
near you pay dearly
And I can hear when you talk so speak up clearly

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 meat

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

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