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Yo, the fact that I'm wit def squad's hard to determine
Till you see me hoppin out the wit e sermon
Or out the keith murray suburban
Or hoppin out the lex land wit redman, wildin and
My thought process is like the lochness
My mindset is complex
Killin shit a carniverous millitant prehistoric monster
Comin to stomp all you hip-hop conference
Landed in an flying object
Turn you an unidentified frying carcus
The smell of raw make you nauseous
arsonist, burnin your bones to carbon and phosphorus
My metaphors sting like after when
The is applied to the raw skin
So whoever wanna get blasted
Get your enamel shattered, shitted on like pampers
You had a bad bitch, I left the back
I stuck my dick in everything from to the nasal passage
Dug her out all day, then changed my dna
Now she got nobody to
I been raw, what the fuck you think I'm livin for
Throw me in jail, I'll do a tour
For hard niggaz, insecure niggaz
Wit they heads to big for neck to support niggaz
Three in the plus me equal four members
An extra addition for any force mission
Man

sermon]
Ain't these niggaz on some
Keith murray, canibus no stoppin it uhh

murray]
Let me a brief description of what happened
I was rappin, niggaz got the scrappin, guns got the
Three-fifty-seven degrees I was
Have deflected metal, bodies decapitated
Gush! a nigga got as I look
I caught the guy runnin by wit the metal hook
Blew his back open, gushed on my face
A bitch fainted 'cause she seen I the taste
The case is I split your melon
And feed it to the wit fried chicken wings
I'm wildin for long island, I turned and charles ferguson
And fire on any trains now
You may know who's in your shadow
You punk ass just best stay shallow
And hollow, if you wanna to see tomorrow
'cause ain't no sun comin out
Yo, I might do something niggaz might regret like
you in your face and disregard your vest
I'm and dissin off of recognition and niggaz to listen
Just to let you know how I'm livin
'cause I return the jedi, wit my dead eye
Leave to die, peace to niggaz up in bed-stuy
Oh-ah, this that type of shit make them niggaz wanna wet it
Word up, got me to set it

vu]
Seems I wit aggression
To any bitch who think they in this profession
What? what you think your
I break your stlye down to little
The pain is permanent, so spare yourself the
Buck-fifty the face
Followed by knife to the chest for you attempt to retaliate
I noticed all you bitches flows is based around
But deja vu got something for you hoes
Studio gangsta bitches I ideas of bringin beef
Before the thought finishes
I wanna see red, from a chicken head
'for I wild the fuck out like the dead
This wild must run in my genes
Because my sister's in the
And my brother just home from green
I strike the black widow, through the underground radio
Kiddo and still stack ditto