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RZA came and got me, this I came to do, come on
the bell so it's time to eat
Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats, bomb the palm
Doc rock a wife beater with me my wife ass ironed on
The front, my pump built like the
To carry it I the spare out the trunk
I stay hungry, I ain't worked for
That's why you see the pump when the raise

Blast, panic
Do I gotta explain how I and lock
The rap game single-handed? nah
I won't tell you son, if I find a wack ID, I you one
Doc and Hot Nick,
My like Hannibal Lector's
Where's the ketchup? Don't speak on it, shut ya
I see ya whole crew yellow like mustard

Ah woo, Doc in my own
You say you got the rap games
But it's wrong
I through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck
Then pull a mac out a box of snow
Yeah, ya little
Gimme ya money

Uhuh, it
I'm hotter than a degrees with my coat on
with a dynamite stick, where did I go wrong?
Somebody pull the fire along when Jonny
If ya lukewarm leavin' ya and boots torn
and con's, megabomb's and so-on's
By arid actions try MC's to get roll on
issue, got issues

What is to hot nickels?
It's like Funk Doc to tissues, word
Look at my and get the third
Finger out ya ear hole "Fuck what you heard"
Now, that's I call hardcore, let's act fool
Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack
I been shitty, I'm from the of the city
And just because my outfit don't make me pretty

Baggy Dun Gurees, dick need room to
In a room of crackers I might cut the cheese
Ain't no to the game
If it is we playin'
In your business EPMD, "So whatcha sayin'?"
You co-designin' that bullshit yo man
Chaka chaka cha-ta
flyin'

Yo, ya
Check, the code from magazines to the big screen
Fo' wheel like ya wits scream, kids fiend
From the to sub-urban
Roll upon me thirstin' like "Hey, hey, Dream-Merchant"
We roll than dice in a casino
Cee-lo in the 4, 5 or 6 with 0
Behind the windows I lie low
On hydro tryin' to slide from the 5-0

But now, get similar to Ol' Dirty
On third time felon hit with over 30
No worries, have 'em so thirsty
First heats are quittin' on me
Cold turkey, no
I the pain of a hundred migraines
But a thousand my name that's why I came
But first the cash burst, then the outburst
My surround pound ya ear like Jevon Kearse

I muscle outside I find a next hustle
Trouble with ya here and face the
the best buckle win, I take it to the extreme
It gets ugly, but what a nigga do to get cream
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