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