Intro:
ass niggaz man Niggaz know man I better let all their brainz blo Man
Let the madness nigga, let it begin Let the madness begin and let the blo if you grin Let it let it begin Let the madness begin and let the brainz blo if you
one: rock, ruck
Aiyyo run for gunz me and dutch coming through Rock ruck you and you crew fuck the in blue This be bucktown around these grounds they don't 'cause we send em home with trays of slugs in they Blown out the frame by the rock, mr. Shit's heltah skeltah, where's the
by your side with my eyes on the posse I see duke and red he said he drop me Plus he he can burn me up in rap skits
Shit take it to his grill ask the punk he feel (fuck him) Two to his cheek he weak so's his jaw Nigga played the cell like he hard to the core I hear pussy talk more I wan flip See I got slugs for your mom in my clip Strip to your drawers run your and your jewels Tool's cocked it ain't 1st but I'm breakin fool When punk niggaz test rock it's like touchin wire Catch a shock to your From a glock that I pop, you don't want it the rock duck dumbfucks you're out of luck You got by the ruck
First of all, niggaz know jack, my flow's fat So far, my gat splat at niggaz who claim my shit's wack You know I thought you knew it Too late you blew it Now i'ma bang shit up like I was lennox lewis One, two, four five Six seven eight niggaz'll where's my nine Mil I drill fine skills into mental I hit your temple hot become gentle not You must mistake me for a sucker type of lose his life, 'cause I'm trife in the night
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Verse ruck, rock
What's the nigga? set it off in the dark I spark when the big ruck flips the ark The raw jaw tapper ruckus kick it wicked Keep it real my click thick like acidics Plus, I be there jackson, breakin your backs and Askin, who want more, that's my fat spins So chump chill my pump kill You ill still ruck knock out your front grill The lyrical whatevah, 'cause is lyrical I bring forth, thoughts beyond of physical Raps get when I mack with my peeps You yappin beef you'll get clapped in the streets bitch nigga ruck is fuckin crazier than ten niggaz I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then I bend So what? ? pussy it on Word is bond, sean got songs mad strong (so it on)
Verse rock
Man listen, another nigga fuck discussion, when you see me get to snuffin You're sweet as muffins, that mom dukes I break Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your lake ache So take your ass to the rear Toe to toe or for blow we can square my brass knuckles make your knees buckle What duke I lay more niggaz out on they back than a slug do Who knows you, seem to be I didn't gas you But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat your ass You punk bastard, you get the gat quick Or your ass kicked, dry shit your lips spit, get the chapstik Or a fat dick and it skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we
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Outro:
Ahh, let the, madness Let the brainz blo if you Let the begin, let it begin Let the madness and let the brainz blo if you grin Let the madness Let it begin, let the brainz blo if you Let the madness let the madness begin Let the madness begin to let the blo if you grin We let the begin We let the blo if you grin Make way for the dreads and the we let the brainz blo Punk-ass...