Ayo, I been spittin' this rap shit for too To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar through And best don't get it My Magnum Force Operation Lockdown And you clowns ever forget it
The other half'll my brother's wrath that we break through And always the type to take you there like Warren Staples Blow with no glock, the show stop when domes pop You should of stayed ass home bop, you got a flow, not
I set it off on a mission the Sentinel 'Cause I was to do, murder the crew sayin' I'm merciful I wrote a few, journals in my state Blaze like an inferno, niggas just cremate
Too to run and turn to Rev. Run Some blessin' the section, them niggas quick trips to Heaven Straight with the unheard-a, lyritifical Beneficial you never pursue the issue
The ninth initial thought as to rip the 'n' kibbles I kick ass more than a little, my rhyme Your a dead vegetable when I hit you Doin' like I should do, bringin' Noyz to my
Wit no discrepancy, I rip MC with no Devil me, can't let him get the best of me Wit accuracy, attack an MC Spittin' like I emptied the M-1 the M-P
Wit no apology, unload on your property, atrocity At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military After you battle me call me your for mastering The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this thing
Tackling the majority, with authority More minority, S-T got seniority Rhymin' since and quality college degree
Kill out to all the enemy, we all a dem Kill out to all the enemy, matter if it's enemy or friend
Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, 100% when I get It's possible that I'm mad, I'm blind, deaf, and mute To all you shit poppers, put your money where mouth at I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot who whip ass
Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that D O C shittin' Laws and lows to you hoes on my di-dick My foes stay foes so all you need to quit it Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers and get it
And one false move, I'm to be acquitted Aiyyo, we bangin, through the tri-state area Act up, my MFC have to bury ya Ain't scarier, than a five-foot eight nigga
Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece I cut niggas like class and glass from bottles Runnin through these streets at full throttle Ghetto role models, so what the y'all tellin me
Misdemeanor cats wit raps, felonies Fuck trees man, I smoke too much I lay my raps, get my traps, then I roast the Y'all niggas boast too much, the shit you got I hope the money that ass when the shit get hot
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Many think I ain't got it in me I'm plenty-friendly It could be because I'm But I'll fuck you up Henny and Remmy If any of trash, I'll scream, "Gimme"
To any who make it hard to get away Tim or Penny Semi-auto, with a into your track, it cracks And morse code, I'm sendin' smoke signals That's how my be
Tactics, I crack are phenomenal Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Jab wreak He'll tell ya, the boy straight Heltah Skeltah I got the block sweltering and hot your beyotch when I felt her
So don't fuck wit my head, got I'm buckin' you dead bend your body like Craftmatic Adjustable Bed Fuck what you said, for y'all I got nuttin' but And stop fuckin' askin' me why Ruck cut his It's up in the air, we buckin' from here to you rest at In a jet black, expedition fishin' to get some get
out to all our enemies, we killin' all a dem Kill out to all our enemies, no matter if it's or friend
My militant mind's to submission Maintain in the rank, glorious in division Cartel-N-MFC in collision The scene could get bloody, two teams with one
I through the crack slums of mother Medina weed to stack funds for my mother Dina Rustee Jux-man, mercenary Some say rap, some say it's legendary
The pack that run with me, with guns swiftly My young legion niggas got on one-fifty Cold mashin', straight blastin', mobbin' I rose to large drug dealin' from petty
Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm brothers for ransom Operation generation down to the seeds of grandson And blow off a handgun, hittin' niggas at random son, got love for thugs singin' my anthem
I amp them, my raps spectacular Forever clappin' the rapper that's bitin' like he You see what happens to all of these fake fashioners I bring disaster to niggas that's claimin' they mastered the
Art, who's the next on my chart to You know I wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start Big and knee low, stay on the d-low Rollin black in the back of the fat
Well it's the criminal, baby nines the minimum In the gat cabin, Tek we make it You just rappin, bitch get bitch smacked when You yappin, get your shine snatched for flashin'
Straight extorted, an IRS audit You gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it?
See you came home frolic, but you show fake Like the Feds try to get close and lay bugs Try to but got schemed on, you had to lay Didn't niggas got Desert E's and PK's
Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of Great Ain't shit changed, see niggas take your gold frames in your face and I'm a have to smack flames Out your ass for tryin to laugh and plus games (Word up)
We ain't Connecticut, even sweatin' it Pack up your bags bitch, with some better shit Son them niggas probably home now, for real regretting it I want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm settin' it
on my dick so much I brought a saddle We can it to the streets (Word up, up) your heat, battle
For your Beamer, wit your shorty Kima in it If you platinum you can drive me through while I hit it Everywhere I go, I let 'em know Starang's the
Over thousand fans and ain't never had a hit William H. is the name, MFC's the Y'all niggas takin' us out? Y'all the shit
Retreat, retreat, all boys, retreat Force come to take over Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, Magnum come to take over
SEAN P, you recognize, I be wreckin' guys cockroaches still breathin' up your pesticides Like D-Con, see Sean be on some shit day one Spray guns at funny niggas who actin' gay son
Ruck made the paper, you could turn to one Butt-fuckin your chick wit a gauge son Who said that? said wack shit, aiyyo dead that For the headcrack, your face lumpy like Craig Mack
I read that, want beef aiyyo so get back ?Happen in? person I'm hurtin' niggas who said that You wet back, smack you wit the fuck med's pack Then sex at, the same place I park my Lex at
The last gene, green socks Serve the quick like servin' fiend rock the scene is locked, when you dead bolt Hit em in the throat, ride 'em like the jet black
Through the jungle, it's another rumble I set it so free And flee his body back to the OGC I never of that nigga, in the first place I hit him in the worst place, hid the
Need a replacement killa, hustle dope so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on wit the nine mill-a Straight give a nigga shit Heads off the ?lean? wit one stroke
Two from the mack tilly Give a two to the belly Stop, look and acting like the shot your ass whippin' Nigga, why you trippin', don't slippin' now Fool flippin'
It's not over, not over, oh oh
Yo it was on to the next Spit ink on a page, hostile No sugar and like lemonade Bing came to me in a he said "come clean"
So I and praise, I'm on my way Gat and pick out the gate When I see yo say, "You back up on duty?" Yo my spittin' arson, new shit is startin'
But ain't shit changed, you know your range, beg pardon like Marv, I'm on the job First rob and thug licked the knob Be that, when I clap back time I it deeply, for my niggas I left behind
I rep for mine, here son feel the say no names 'cause all my niggas is on my mind Yo I'm all about me sonny, hand me Ha, ha, and yo' ass here to poppa