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[ 60 Assassin ]
I so far
Im niggas lyrics for a Mars bar
New era, bust em reign terror
So highly Mecca Nas a nigga and measured
The inevitable, beyond the ever so, deadly technical
Scribes get in the time before celestial
No being or lyric ever hit precise, sight
Take light, the crypts at night
Spark pathetic brains and
heaven verses the seven wonder, lyrics of thunder
As lightning strikes snakes out under
Cloudy men drips, sinks Niles of mist
Worries startin to give, land for the tales out the
Of the dark, dead senses, gods of business
Count Dracula told me how to the eclipse
I leave lip stitched
Cause you mind your business
But when it to this rap,
You shouldve the premises
Make way for a chilla, guerilla, down low
Get civil, next up

[ Prodigal ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
P get on the mic for the NYC

[ Prodigal ]
P attack you the metronome
Catch you in your groove alone
Blowin wit the chrome,
Im to the bone
My title be known, cannibal, maestro
Sparked and hydroed my team of psychos
Sell it higher the Eifel Towers
minutes led the hour, wein the power
Spittin bibles, the sunshower, the out on the scene
They think we forget the
My aura sheens like morphine in veins
Pastors saying can you and your crew, stand the rain
Many men the gin in the jungle of sin
Deeper than, Sunn chosen frozen
From the explosion, my
Protect my of demolitions, full competition
em drinkin Benjin
Like chicken heads on the ground
Bite the trey for foes that wanna get down
Me and my sharpen the sound
Infiltrate the town town

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[ Razah ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
Aiyyo get on the mic for the NYC

[ Hell ]
If I could chew glass to this, true master shit it
Hell Razah raise the dead black Lazaris
Hittin ass to this on Sols mattresses
Bust your gat to this, make sure you hold it
John the Baptist this dip you wit the
Aladdin out the lamp grant you on your wish
Trapped in the booth and told the truth
You better try a video or get the boot
From BK to Beirut we shuttin groups
Gatherin the loot you mackin in a chicken coop
Duck goose tie him in a noose
Whats the use of your troops if you dont put them to use?
Yall rappers couldnt blow if a storm produce
And sung a kiddie song and wore a Ranger suit
Salute the first fruit, David birth root
Play the earths just before I execute
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[ Man ]
Yo I thats me
[ Hell ]
Aiyyo Meth lock it like LAPD

[ Man ]
While you to cut the mustard, I cut the cheese
Mr. Freeze givin cold to mcs
The sickest of
Johnny Blaze at three hundred and degrees
My PLO stees is here to overseas
Guerillas in the swingin from the highest trees
Bombin
See me in the war being all that I can be
Camoflauge fatigue, hard major league
Got em seige your battleship in sinkin
20,000 beneath sea level
Adjust the trebel on that thang thang got shovel
Can you dig it? Keep talkin bout it we live it
All day, days a Billie Holiday
sings the blues get the street news by the way
Have you crime pay?
Hit your like that lava that burnt Pompei, mega hot
In the melting pot, felt the shot the world
We unstoppable like Juggernaut girl
Armed and treat militia, Ill make you famous
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