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Good Hip-Hoppers
The big alert has been off
It turns out that the early reports wrong, all wrong
Now for that clan out there that had such a tough gettin' 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)
Ruckus
(You catch a jack)
Fisk
(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 crowd feet
Meant it when I it, lungs bring the pain son
Without the anesthetic, make 'em pathetic
Needin' help paramedic, hot with the nickle
Bust back, 'em wit' you

of the fittest, and the world out to get us
I it in my bones, I can feel it
In my testosterone, it's on
Stat', bring it back, rap for you pussy-cat
off the meat rack, where the pussy at?
Johnny, got niggaz 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

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

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

It all starts with the pad and pen, my special
Of herbs and spices on mic divices, men
Make 'em mices, I recommend, that's priceless
For you rap hooligans, you nicest
Call it 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 you being served from the gizzard
your nerves with nouns and verbs
From the ghettoes to the suburbs, I must be
get what niggaz deserve
You can put that on my logo, Wu-Tang group for solo
Bloody up my promo
With the blood of the next bozo, ass niggaz be loco
Puffin' on lye, cuckoo for

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

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

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

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

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

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

to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous
Headbanger Boogie goin' through changes

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

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

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