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sounder, blunt smokin', Remy downer Hip-hop sizzar slingin' my raw in your You get skidawed, undertakin', This lyricist, with low, that be lounger
Aliens is out of townish, applause Niggas now with forty pounders and forty-fours Is it all, in love with war Young with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh Live by the sword, gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal break the laws that apply to nature Low and these niggas to hate ya Request the Henney no chaser Twin towerin' I ya, now gimme yours
Trifled disciple, rival reppin' with weapons that homicidal Star leaves you marked from the start like scars, Allah punk I'm as a bomb and arms spinnin' like Christ psalms in the streets of Babylon
Verbs I gather well, standard data My squad your wealth like the Bible with parables With the navigator, razor sharp Breath laser data that'll tickle you now, but slay you
On one call me Lee Major Million man, bionic or professor chronic not a player, I just fuck a lot, the panty raider Guess shorty's mad, they curse you on your sky pager ass
Yo Mr. Big Mouth, better duck down or bite the You got guns but you scared to death to pull it Bet if I pull my gun I'm gon' I'm startin' at your head, son, and at your knees
I hate your screwmugs, counterfeit thugs Niggas want mine, bet they and get it in blood Fat potential, gave to a corrupt mental thoughts paralyzin' temples, it's just that simple
You better come with your gun be holdin', it's all war, no fun Niggas be bowlin', you under pressure now My squads for whatever with whoever now get it on
Best to come with best gun Niggas be rollin', all war, no fun be holdin', you niggas under pressure now My squads down for with whoever now get it on
Arm leg shots to hit the spot like a four glock We got this shilock and all you clique got was lip lock Heavy heat, steady street sweepin' your Hawks, machete chops puttin' cease to petty fleets
This raw rebel got more than pop and rock groups When my glock shoots the settled A ground attack, I'm bound to clap of rap Clowns are flat, face down around the map
Simple minds, cripple smiles, my are four five The size oh two nines combine, can't even mine I told you once, I told your ass a thousand times, Body in the trunk, stay in line punk, fucking with your
Yo, you be the actual, sixteen bars, after you Never go my team, they might embarrass you terrorist talk, fully armed Put hands up, I'm a put a hole in your paws
Ruin your side show, eyes low, brains fried hydro Two choices, bass off or die slow We all scholars when it's time to a dirty dollar the boards, it's like a rotweiler
Niggas comin' out shoot like they usher motherfuckers on the run, and they socks from The bounty hunter, iron lungster, and thunder Here the lightning now I'm strikin' back at niggas bitin'
Pushin' buttons just to step away self-destruction Inch and a half away from touchin' somethin', suckin' from bustin' brothers laugh now and cry later I rap from to Omega, sixty four to Sega
Whoopin' ass, walk you dogs through the lookin' glass Been burnin' MC's since class Makin' it hot the summer in the crackspot With blacktops, my slot, triple bar, hit the jackpot
On each block, I'm the remedy, send them to me After detock, shorty got knuckles in the we got a problem with the Benz What's the with the Benz? She want the six-hundred, but she got the ends
You better come with best gun be holdin', it's all war no fun Niggas be bowlin', you niggas under now My down for whatever with whoever now get it on