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Taking rappers hot dice, like hot nights in Vegas Got says they hate us 'cause they are fucking the greatest Niggers that pull gats and steal just like potatoes they couldn't break us or take us now fake us take us out, no doubt Make us your ass with a teck Making rappers bow like the west side connect I the ice like cube, so I blast with the mac ten But trust me, I'm throwing up the dub like dub C Plus we fucks it up on coasts show clouts when I rip shot, putt niggers in zip lock Fucking with hip hop fanatics still automatic Yes I Kryptonite, get it right, my site is tight Got ways like MR Mike Get the gauge in the night these niggers running loose, get the niggers in Khakis and not Versace Somebody have told you, son it's on like that the ice man bitch and I am gone like that
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I got some bidnez I gotta handle See this is kinda risky but I'm gonna have to take the Niggers trying to plot a scheme on me and triple teams on me I'll them bleed for me And that's how it is going I won't be satisfied until I see that ass six feet 'Cause you fucked around and pissed the wrong off You lied to when you said I was soft Now that's a no no, with I'll formulate a plan yo That will make your children bastards and wife a widow to battle me that's a sin And be Toni Braxton and you'll never breath again 'Cause I hit hard like thunder, straight from the with the sound that will make Stevie wonder Hard, but let me Serving MC's like on the menu Pound for pound up in this to be the best Back the fuck up off me motherfucker I'm stressed You'll wind up in a casket with me You get ass kicked hit you harder than an accident
Lets get down to And beat the kid out the Let me measure this here joint 'cause be nothing lesser I'll betcha that I'll get it open like hosteler Vanilla kobe surround all of you kobe And leave you in suspense who done that You checked grandma be the last man standing off lyrical stamina I round up one hundred MC's in one off ninety nine and a half And that leaves a half that face me leave him face down in the dirt Call the paramedics check the body for with anesthetic Total mass in a mass stocker, hit the Set it off like Michael Meyers in a mattny feature Feature funky rhymes are hard to swallow Send your ass until tomorrow, you'll be to escape the horror Now pay attention to lesson And in for possession Recognize these confession I'll step aside a case like Kojak giving up the but I leave no Yo put the scrip off in a case mattock Come bumpin' on block And clean your ass up like Dr.
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the incredible party rocker, the heart stopper, hit dropper Hypnotize you all like big Getting everybody blazed the funky don't stop As I detonate the spot like on your block Like it will be the day that I blow up any buildings When you hear me boy gonna the microphone I'm killing Registering ten on the when I shake it With the earthquake based my taste out your woofers Put you in a state of shock like and Mike so get it right Making is the Just to let you know my click is tight, We got women up front ass about stripping want to put on the glass Pass the phat philly as I heat it up chili Put down the gun son, is no need for the nine milli Got the meat for the barbecue so a few hops Watch as I raid spot like spartan infatruate your whole block