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[1] - shit can [8x]
[kon Yo, yo, huh, yo, yo, yo That's right motherfuckers we Same slangin, orangatangin, out on hoodrats They say I act I'm too famous to say hi And tell 'em my name is but really I'm still nameless... You don't get it yet do you Dealin out platinum or I still put it through you Wit a luger that'll fire And hit than a pitch by a bitch like mariah You think for one second since we got a That we won't deal wit you in front of st still? You gay rappers better learn I won't stop until I see 'em back If you don't slow roll you got You gon see these Runyon Ave. niggas really need some prozac Fo' sho' that, ask the But gator lay you next to your mother's mother's grandmother
You know I'm real rowdy tonight to fight and half the niggas I give dap to I don't even like The same cat who never gave a damn about name I gives a fuck about it like the next sellin game I you in ways you couldn't even fathom You and madame, it's really unexplainable how I have 'em Who call theyself screamin a challenge Nigga we got a gift while you makin it off mere talent My skills are deeply embedded even hoe said it She was knock I fucked her now she's bow legged In the of rappin I drop the mic And have a stare and jump in the crowd and start scrappin Kuniva and kon my nigga we get it crackin While the paramedics you up we on the side laughin
1- in background] [kon Now this ain't funny so don't you dare can happen in him and yo' ass You can be touched don't think you 'cause niggas ain't fuckin no more man [repeat]
mcvay] The feds can't me, I hold feds I was born wit a dark ass cloud over my acid, you can't refrain from gettin yo' ass kicked 'cause you too much you ask for it I'm on massive shit, everybody ignore me They wouldn't fuck with me if I was at an orgy niggas get confronted, then they change stories I touch you then they everything is hunky dory I even you pour me the gasoline for me Pullin up slowly, your homie [crash] You met niggas which you wouldn't wanna know me Yo' ass might not even make it home wit your Don't even try, in system like e coli Tryin to beef with me, nigga yo' people die I'm so wicked that my mama birth illegally I the abortion immediately, surprise! aaaaah!
Picture me sittin in a cell rottin Or barricaded in a motel wit twelve So when the cops come each hand's got one Cocked, ready to slugs heavy as shotputs One man army, guns harm me Young and army, than my uncle ronnie Ever since I got my gun pulled on me I can't stop out my dirty laundry Middle fingers flipped and Your friends just over the swift penmanship Ever since I spit shit on infinite I givin it a hundred and ten percent 'cause when I'm bent most of my energy's spent on Eighty percent of what I is innocent Twenty percent is from being as sin because I love being under your skin Yeah shit can happen, so stick to Quit the yappin or i'ma the mack and That can lead to another mishap Skip the get the can of whoopass crackin
[1- in background] It can and it (nigga) Fuck around amityville and you die Insanity spills from the mentality of motherfuckers in six different bodies With personalities split you up wit hit after hit Stickin you up with clip clip Makin you dick after dick Dirty dozen The kon artis, motherfuckin s. bizarre, swifty mcvay, the kuniva Dirty father fuckin Puttin you in a cemetery, you get buried All you of you motherfuckers suck our motherfuckin We are not playin, we are not We are not bullshittin, this is not a joke...