Stop as I this bomb Blow up this place like Vietnam I'm heavy like a Holyfield to the dome up son now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, don't it up I'm all up in you till you just get enough I'm hard to the bone you want more I sneak up on you a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you the time So check the wrath it's for 'cause I'm gonna get mine I up on you like Eastwood I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Real smooth with the flow and when I parlay Do what you and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep I got the raw deal
And in Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser Rollin' through the I know you're gonna use a Track like this all up in your So pump the E.Q. and let the hum
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We gets crazy like Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack We crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack
Go and check it I it's time to wreck it Here I come with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and light joint The easy like stylist with a kick I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a grip in
Get with a style I be using, and no dissin' And a quick lesson I carry a Smith and Wesson Listen up close and be no confusion Now you're to mentally abusing
Word to the I'm here to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a So run to crew and tell them I am here This is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible]
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