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Verse 1 [CAOS

I bust rhymes like
D.C till I die and I live by the G-code
that's the D.C code
mess with CAOS and it will back to you 2$6 fold
so don't say you ain't told
my iron get real hot but it start off cold
I throw it up like a
make you hand over your cash I ain't gotta your pocket
the bang yeah I talk it
and you don't be around as I proceed to walk it
got a weapon I could it
go ahead your punchline I'm still gon' block it
silver ama knock it
you rearing toughees well I'm rocking Crocket
and so don't mock it
and could I could get buck-wild there's a zoo in it
old ain't no new in it
I spend 5 seconds in the booth without losing it
got a ain't no crew in it
got my own microphone chec my own and twos in it
I got and I'm chewing it
but it ain't legit so I say ain't no true in it
my flow it got flu in it
my whole click thugacated but ain't no in it
we the ain't no bull in it
we pushing dope in your hood young ain't no pulling it
ass ain't no fool in it
the Italian stallion, no mule in it
mouth ain no drool in it
punchlines in abundence, a little in it
CAOS doing it
find a lot of me ain't no you in it
host a party ain't know who in it
perform on stage all ain't no booing it
with the boys in blue in it
and I wanna law so ain't no sewing it

I'm a beast in a
and the time has arrived to release all rage
in the booth or the
I'm way above your level can't be on your gage
I'm a beast in a and the time has arrived to release all that rage
and the time has to release all that rage
in the booth or the
you're yesterday's paper it's time to flip the

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I breathe fire a dragon
my flow be a sports car a station wagon
I'm forever
and it's D.C till the grave, throw it up like I'm
I dig my pants when sagging
spray-paint in my hand I'm to get the tagging
get your tongue wagging
we're on that In The Sand shit, about to get the fragging
D.C Productions we're bragging
if you're a hater and you know it, you best get the
new holster, put the in
know we ride, we down for the banging
bring your for the shagging
I don't talk much, 'coz I get the click-clacking
hear the whip when cracking
and we're always number one, because you always get to
D.C Soldier get the
a bitch-nigger and we're about to get to bitch-slapping
yo rap is my
so you kill me with a gun or a knife
complaining like a wife
I done worked for what I've got, you're trife
I always rap about
you don't know what's going on in my head when there's
I hate and their sirens
I command respect even from the tirents
I don't care what sign is
you ain't blood, you ain't crip, you ain't G-Unit
I'm down with the Cs
vato to the Latin K.I.N.Gs
all my pushing trees
ain't never been to work but still Gs
the D.R.Es
still, get to the D.O double Gs
Pacs and the
you best get or you best die trying
yo I'm high flying
break the law, get paid now denying
we die they'll be crying
'coz in the jungle, we are the lion

I'm a beast in a
and the time has arrived to release all that
in the or the stage
I'm way above your can't be measured on your gage
I'm a beast in a cage and the time has arrived to all that rage
and the time has to release all that rage
in the booth or the
you're paper it's time to flip the page