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[Letha The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham Wit the possibilty to stop your ability God forgive me, spark enemies wit pistol The missle tip's impact hit you so hard, you through your dick Official scripts when physical hits You physical bitch, watch for the blitz, serious shit Submit, to the wreck wartone, and thought poems than WWF Warzone Walk upon ? tracks, bodies Rap for lottery stacks, like when pottery cracks Logical from the terror dome Spill from the guts, to you ?puss? from where you bust In God you now Dog you like hound and mutts, Pound get sound struck what? You'll get drowned in the cut While round up
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[Inspectah yo I bars Travellin speed measurin far Been bustin satellites circlin Verbal onslaught, bring forth physical Of a hundred wild piled in a Trojan Horse method, set it on generic mic ethic Professional neck shit, left beheaded This music, is control like computer chips Been doin this for numerous years, to lose it Wit turbo tactics, manuever like a soldier Hall of Fame thrower, take game, it's game over Ayatollah, high nine totter Mind controller, 2009 folder My coalition, bring the decision, slate the competition, wit no intermission Spittin hazardous darts, up front Rosa Parks million men march
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[Method Yo, who got next? Meth got I check, all these MC's line em up god, I go ? hard Declare holy war, it be hard to dip and squads tryin to bogard, we rip and rob The boulevard ain't for your kids, that's how it is In the ghetto, we scared to death, but scared to live So Goldy, mosey to the spot, get moldy Rusty-ass .38 Special, owe me I turn, face the one and only Naughty By Nature, I Do My Dirt All By My Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch I keeps a 36 Chambers, Enter at own risk Take that watch off and tuck necklace City never sleeps, streets is Rap style'll you, when you least expect it Pull the on your respirator, leave you breathless Wu-Tang forever and a day, better your boys I deploy battleship rap, seek and
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