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All you can do is die nigga
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All you can do is die
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Fuck
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Yo, you me, no contest, my tongue hydraulics
Strong enough to a '64 Impala with 3 adult passengers
And a 4 hundred driver
And drown you in less an ounce of your own saliva

Rubber face rappers get, stretched like
Claymation characters wit verbal
Slappin' ya, a white water rafter
Or a kayaked, paddlin' across the Niagara

My afterburners'll be you after
Ya' already been splashed with acid and you turn to ashes
Assassins camouflaged in the grass
Leavin' all over ya' lady like Jackie O'Nassis

I'll fly ya' body Dallas
Perform plastic surgery while we airborne and caskets
Then lie to the masses, tell 'em that
You got over some East West beef, between rappers

Radio stations'll express sadness
Play back to back and pass out stop the violence pamphlets
Just imagine, every night ya' girls fuckin' ya' friend
you in hell throwin' tantrums

I'll be lampin' in a mansion out in the Hamptons
some pretty ass bitch a spankin', nigga you can't win
I'm 'cause you a has been
You'll get ya' groove back

So don't even askin', Angela Bassett
You'll just get ya' ass
Get ya' head chopped off and dropped in a
My left taken but my right ones free
That I could diss another muthafuckin' emcee

Wit rhymes that appear than liquid crystal
My lyrical is more visual than television screen
I fire pistols, hit you wit' missiles
Riddle ya' body wit' holes then watch the blood

Ya had no idea what you was gettin' into
On the mic, Can-i-bus is
you

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Hey yo, nigga got an attitude
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Yeah, he be actin'
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And he's always battle you
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That album was terrible

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When on the radio
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He got a clean mouth
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Yeah, time he freestyles
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His be gettin' bleeped out

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You got the
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Naw, I it was weak
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You got the album? I it was weak
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But the shit don't come out next week

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Hey yo, I like the beats
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Yo that be comin' bugged out
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Hey yo, that nigga Bis out
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He waited too to come out

To you bitch niggas who talk alot but the block, in halter tops
Left side of ya chest, mark the
That's a nigga put it, when I'm hooded
Then fill you up wit big bullets you for some channel 6 footage

Know what is, me and Bis, runnin' ya courtyard
Creepin' wit a four-five and reachin' for ya door
Throw a gun ya chin, see how quick your whore rise
One shot could have a slide, right out the North side

whole flow is porkrine, spit the small oints
I'm nasty, but my small joints grip the bar
Drop on top of the blue line, right the red one
Keep the flow fearsome, 'til the day my done

it to ya ass if you the challengin' type
Especially those, surroundin' the mic, of the light
To the Journ, ain't no suitable splitters
True to you niggas, lay you out on MD's, recoupin' ya

Shoutin' my
Ya best to the noise soldier boy
Or homicide will be all over you poys Polaroids

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Yeah, yo nigga Journalist gets busy yo
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I heard from Philly yo
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I seen him in Bis
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He's so tho'

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Now he's wit Canibus?
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I don't understand his shit
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That nigga sounds an amateur
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Yo, I Jay manage him

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Yo, he got some heavy shit
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Man, that's old shit
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Yeah yo, the that he roll wit'
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Probably let 'em it

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He got Benji's
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No he
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Every time, I see him in the back of the source
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