Stop as I drop this Blow up place like another Vietnam I'm heavy a Holyfield blow to the dome Back up son now give me room, me room
I set it off like this, don't it up I'm all up in you you just can't get enough I'm real hard to the bone you more I sneak up on you a sniper at your back door
Phat for your brain you know the time So the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine I roll up on you like I'm blowing up as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I butter like Parkay smooth with the flow and even when I parlay Do you feel and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Rollin' through the hood I you're gonna use a Track like all up in your eardrum So the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
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Go and check it I think it's time to it Here I again with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, my flavor up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can savor
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and light joint The easy like with a kick when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good in
Get with a I be using, and there's no dissin' And here's a quick I carry a Smith and Wesson up close and there'll be no confusion Now you're addicted to abusing
Word to the I'm here to tear it up And if you get with it, I don't give a fuck So run to your crew and tell them I am This is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible]
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We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a and illy has a heart attack
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the funky rhyme killer, the dope song thriller Get your ass back, before you get in ya Funky rhyme killer, the song thriller Get ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the dope thriller Get your ass back, you get caps in ya
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