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Feel threatened by

T.s.
Takin

[ verse 1: ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin
with silver clips, my ? set's style? is still legit
Ain't nothin
You can tell I'm comin, the weather strange
Armageaddon, the end of your on whatever's in his range
Never mind the notion of the lives of your friends
Your sister, cousins, your mother, even [edited]
Will go and with me
the levels of hell in this atrocity
Bust my at the heavens till an angel fell on top of me
He said his name was michael and introduced me to evil acts
Robbin parties and pumpin the shotie to keep em
move, nobody get burst open
Just give up the jewels before purse-totin-
Ass become the smokin
Pop shit on my records, you lock stiff in my
My gets respected for cockin the fifth and affect it
Stick a chip in your [rectum] and pull your soul out your
And all for gettin with the blow I got from castro

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You ask yourself how ill is this
Only my thug feelin this
All in the clubs they be killin
You love the way we rip a
Where all my niggas at?
me some love, give me love
You gotta ask how ill is this
my thug niggas feelin this
All in the clubs be killin this
You the way we rip a track
We take a little love, then it back
We terror squad, squad

[ 2: prospect ]
I master this, when I throw shots I'm slappin
Not inaccurate, be actin if I ain't immaculate
You packin it? better be bustin, I'm steadily
Up in your crib with a wig and my metal trusted
You pussed it, but it ain't the
your back, and like you saw death
Lost breath, I you in shock
You was amazed how the glock from the waist
Got blazed in your face, was about to mace in the place
Chill I did enough, cause real niggas hit em up
We'll leave it at for the paramedics to pick it up
This ain't a cartoon, I bring light to the
And boom, step in my path, I leave a heart wound
We out without bustin, no, make no sense
It's like d's lockin you up and don't no prints
Tell your man in the black van I it when my canon react
In one second that blow your family back

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[ 3: big pun ]
I thought I told you I only rap for the
Keep the mac under the sweater, to clap any nigga
on stage or in the gutter
I put you frontpage on the
When I pump the through your blubber
You muthafuckas get protection
I got a smith &
Strong to launch you up with _the jetsons_
Spacely sprockets face the prophet, taste the chocolate
? ? ? and your ? ? ?
I lace the bastard, dr. let it rumble
Get up fuck it ? ? ? bubble
Lookin for you've come to the right place
out the ice age
A caveman raised by a of white apes
An urban legend, in god's eye the seven
The first to get in the devil's ass with a verse from
Reverse the emblem, he ready for the logo
Now he cursin and like a baby for his bobo