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

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

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

Put your ass in my and I'm a blast it
over 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 solver
Solve more problems a .357 revolver
Come you pay dearly
And I can barely hear you talk so speak up clearly

On a sole role, the mic holder
And I flatten ass just 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 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 redcoats is
I enlist punk niggas want some of this
And what's left is the breath of a wish

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

even try to get fast
You the time because I'm 5 seconds off your ass
A nightmare leaving you breathless
You to Kool G Rap, then that's a death wish

Rappers go six under
Rappers go six under
Rappers go six feat
Rappers go six under