Are you for a brother With a mouth full of grenades? Watch a brothers serenade With the grace of a razor blade butter In the middle of a wave, peep ways
Got a baby in every part of the 'Cause I'm street Did you really to clash with me? paint a picture sad to see Like a brother from a rope in an apple
Did you really believe these ability's couldn't Filling my pockets the cheese and the broccoli? Watch you trippin' on some of shit That be killing off the ozone my clique Now she don't to put her clothes on
You better who to idolize over tracks Or catch a to the batch Of the kerosene for the pay 'Cause the S.W. play that I them till the moon fade black
sentimental on an instrumental When it's complemental to the psycho Alpha, disco, quick to split your From the max to the
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Terminal when the mic is in position To slit from the solar plexus to the neck up Giving them a with the double concussion Propelling my nemesis multiple combination
In 3D images a wig when a fool trip Never what your sipping on, what you trippin' on? Is it tricks or the on the Brougham Or the way my city get it in your time zone?
Monologue get mind blown, keep you In the bushes when the infrared up the volume and watch a poetical prophecy properly Rock the philosophy made for the rap
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Psycho, alphabetical, ministry
Was it the night we dragged your hommie through the club Made him up when he loc'd up heat seekers to his dome Like a hot comb to his when he spoke up
All adversaries away when the A to the K O M A C K Get to rippin' through the with the wrath of a bullet Bet your catch a ricochet
Propelling with the light speed laid back Like a kneed, eye to eye with the enemy While the proceed to achieve enemies to a realm in a calm breeze
I shall rip it till my lungs Proceed spittin' game in the city And continue rippin' heads off of Sincerely yours mack with the khakis creased
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