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(Scratching) 'get
This Philly cat back with blackmatics
Pop up the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
(Scratching) down'
Two guns you know, desert eagle,
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click

I'll smack you in the grill or you'll feel the 45
45 Yards of football stitches, look ya'll (Black)
in and out the same spot
Turn you so skinny you can, in and out of drop
Skinny like a in and out of cain spots
Hook, drop, dry in and out the same pot
Mac with the block hustle at any cause
Ran through bricks Nitsie Russel and Lady Boss
(Man) Tricky hustle, quick to you 380 toss
You cant escape hell, 357 with 8
38 Long six
Get ya shit stopped, get ya got
Get ya strip hot, you could get
You could get cops, niggaz get ya mopped
Hit ya with two semis and say gimme
Lay everybody down on the ground and take
This four pound make you pounds and get skinny

(Scratching) down'
Philly cat back with them blackmatics
Pop up the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click

This Philly cat on a mission, out the kitchen
Back at it, playing blackmatics
One Mac eleven, one
A line up four buck for one bredren
Leave three of tears from one widow
50 Cars back to with stick-up windows
Hollow clap from Mac sittin' em in you
Nurses cut ya back getting out you
niggaz get staples and shit patch you
Shift over ya liver and to reroute you
Leave you tubes and cables to spit out through
You the rules of engagement I gotta out you
(Shit) how you want it We can gun it out
it out, have ya fucking stomach sitting out
Dig when the shits on, get gone
I'm rated PG, pull gone

(Scratching) 'get
This Philly cat back with them
Pop up the gun in ya crib fa the fun of it
(Scratching) 'get
Two guns you know, eagle, streetsweepers
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click

You know Sigel play with them eagles, don't get tagged
Throw out them dirty birds like McNabb
Bunch of niggaz ya corners at
Get a whop, take a back, bring a half back you do the math black
no warnin' black, when Im wearin' black mask
Over the two nines like Warren Sapp
prosperity back to the hood like Buck Jay
Turn ya block to slump day, who want
All you niggaz add up to one thing my dollars
Hollows holla, first class trip to satan flyer mileage
Guess who the pillot? DOA Airlines, on arrival
Flatline you, no survivers they cant you
Kennedy Jr. you kidding me Jr
You way out ya
Slow up pump ya brakes shorty, I'm ya way out ya

(Scratching) down'
Philly cat back with them blackmatics
Pop up with the gun in ya fa the fun of it
(Scratching) down'
Two you know, desert eagle, streetsweepers
It Its in the blood! Mac Pain! Click