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This out
To all the big niggaz
And all them big bitches
You my steez-o

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Deadly melodic, robotic steez-o your optic
So you can't see the topic, combo
Blaze bring the heat to your mourning Alonzo
Head honcho Eastwood, gun in my Pancho
Another bad desperado, in between
The hills and the El Dorados, but you do that

Welcome to the wheel of fortune Pat don't Sajak
it to these cats often, the biggest payback
Is I condemn men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do 'em in, eight stories
In the naked Mr. Method, blade
stain on my track record, top gunner

You know it's sick now, just a bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's
Make 'em get down, where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better her
Step by step, inch by inch, by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

Check my extinction agenda, bender
No retreat, no surrender, trauma
Death before dishonor, sword and armor
stealth bomber, blow the session
With immaculate conception, hit yo'
my def squad connection, the green-eyed bandit
E up dammit, iron lung

Flow taste like a knuckle sandwich, now you
time that I take advantage, take command yo
Cops me red-handed
Blood on the floor
Or was it Michael
Fuck it, for some action
Check my re-runs an see what's

You know sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she know you better school her
by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw
Can't now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she know you better school her

she get her back blown
Jealous men understand and get clapped on
Now I'm
Automate and keep it goin', right and
Runnin' track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch 'em wit my rap
frost, leave 'em frozen
Bust and never lay text without my trojan

Hand writin', ass whippin', I keep
At any head-on collision, dart wit precision
And split decision, your old folk
And your what I'm dealin'
Good times, and hood rhymes from the
I see you at the ooh-building motherfuckers

You know it's sick now, a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's
'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't you better school her
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

one is dedicated to my big head niggaz
And all them big head
All big head bitches