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Good Hip-Hoppers
The big alert has been off
It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all
Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time home
'bout that
I guess the thing we can do is play you a song

Yeah, do
Yes, what what what, what what, what?
What what, what what what
Yea yea yea
(If you don't, lay back)
Raider
(You a lazy jack)
Carlton
(Yaknahmean)
Huh, one, two
(Shaolin, what?)

Shoes full of dirt, sand on your works
gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse
Live in concert, comin' out they shirts
I'm hyped now, jumpin' in the feet first
Meant it when I said it, lungs the pain son
Without the anesthetic, make 'em pathetic
Needin' help paramedic, hot with the nickle
back, take 'em wit' you

Survival of the fittest, and the out to get us
I feel it in my bones, I can it
In my testosterone, when on
Stat', bring it back, hard rap for you
Cognac off the rack, where the pussy at?
Johnny, got these mad at they mommy
Jumping on my salami, say what you like
In the heat of the night, I crash
Splash on the mic, with the lyrical

Nigga run it, have fun with it
Load gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz through changes

It all starts with the pad and pen, my special
Of herbs and spices on mic divices, men
'em mices, I recommend, somethin' that's priceless
For you rap hooligans, claimin' you
it what you like kid, you can even call
A psychic for all I care, still got a prayer
Amongst the righteous, Blazini, death like Houdini
Word to bad bird that nerds in bikinis

Observe, lyrical flows you served from the gizzard
Pluckin' your nerves with nouns and
the ghettoes to the suburbs, I must be heard
Niggaz get what niggaz
You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang for solo
Bloody up my promo
With the blood of the next bozo, clown ass be loco
Puffin' on lye, cuckoo for

Nigga run with it, fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be with it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny
Headbanger Boogie niggaz through changes

Yo yo, be hot in the kettlepot, Twisted Metal
Bust shots the beef settle, forget me not
City nights get a nigga hyped, scar his
him back, now he Poltergeist, ghost!
Tell him, who the one rap most, huh?
Verbal overdose leave him comatose,
The with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickle
Bust back and 'em wit' you, eye for eye

lie, crossin' my heart, hopin' you die
Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he
I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my niggaz that
They need gas, cockin' back, be out like Freejack
The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's
Who that nigga, burn and spit flame
no witness in the fast lane with shady bitches
That only me for my riches, I know your steez

Fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees
From ravenous, emcees be yappin'
Meth be the co-captain, on Def that's closed captioned
For hearing impaired, get a share, now what's happenin'?
to share, that's why we're here
And you like we can't eat, like y'all eat
Now we out in the street, I know your crew's
Hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm like you

Nigga run it, have fun with it
Load your gun with it, and be with it

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' changes

Welcome to the Killin' Field with Dangerous
Headbanger niggaz goin' through changes

I been in the ghetto all my
I swore to take that bitch for or for worse
You know I'm sayin, that's for life nigga, y'know?
death do us part

Stay tuned
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