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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, ya
Check, the code from magazines to the big screen
Fo' machines like ya wits scream, kids fiend
From the to sub-urban
Roll upon me like "Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant"
We roll than dice in a casino
Cee-lo in the 4, 5 or 6 with 0
the tinted windows I lie low
On some 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 degree heats are on me
Cold turkey, no
I bring the pain of a migraines
But a thousand my name that's why I came
But bring the cash burst, then the outburst
My surround sound pound ya ear like Jevon

I flex muscle outside I find a next
Trouble with ya here and the tec-muscle
Even the best buckle win, I it to the extreme
It ugly, but it's what a nigga do to get cream
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