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of armored warfare, Deep the rhyme Caprice
Deep in levels, alibi havin' rebel could
This for pounds in the state of permission
Conversation 'bout this kid Bamz

You defense, man to man
Location New York
It ain't to talk or walk
Get son, economic times to fault
Style is mangohead stagnated soft

the fuck you thought, we was given support?
Live Beatdown, Shaolin success, bypass the rest
Move sixty deep, with the charm
One hundred, twenty arms, designed to bombs
dart guns in palms

One hundred cyphers, Killa Bamz
I pack the dart gun to see
death in the fam, uhh, yeah, what

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Y'all and amusing, transfusion I'm bruising
Meth-Tical illusions, my blade
Tongue blade of fury, the wound leary weary
Teary fear me, clearly, the drop

Time stop, holdin' shop, be brave
Ghetto style is maim out to lunch
Out to munch rhyme foods, my life reflect the jewel
My life the cruise, ten deadly touches too

Grip the Dutches move, rough to cut ya
Is the one to philosophy in crutches
You disbelieve, in the T
Truth equal king Islam heard alive, Tekitha
Bust the cypher on the Gods, bust the cypher on the

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Vanglorious darts, skinned with the pen
Pioneer shift the beginning to the end
Whatever I do, y'all try to come close
But can't straight, I branch out

Terrorize scenes, tracks, split hats
facts, guns, crazy funds, a thousand sons
That'll rain on your gang, too plain
My dope is uncut, high high like a plane

bite bigger mic underground
Beneath these streets, W T C, leaky
meet, Chi meet, ain't nuttin' sweet
Pakistan, Iran clan is like

Word to Poltergeist, smash every
thoughter, out of order, off
Seven thirty, bugged like from the Bronx
like fat pen child to be the rap Lawrence Martin

Eyes like lills, mescaline
Three bills worth of darts, pump the
of the chart, slug art closin you in once again
It's the all time great, demonstrate, execution

approachin', Tang a demonstration
Pillage incorporated, place
A Thai clean like a plant, eight time champ
Lamp on the beatbreak, camp on

on producers, men go working
Rhymes a mill-in, born Park Hill'n
Internal lyrics, the profane
Vote for Cappadonna and your life'll change

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