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f/ Mr.

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[Mr.
Watch me ignite this shit, like a fiend's hit
Yo I do this for thugs the righteous split
Niggaz into dashers at the sight of my blaster
You might be type but son my bullets run faster
off shots, got you clutching ya knot
Try to plug up the holes, while is gushing alot
Put on my knuckles, hit you wit a jab or two,
Now I'm set to stab a dude, turn him into maggot

Jack in a magazine, kid I'll be done with it

Watch me empty out like a son of a bitch.
No remorse in my heart, been rotten since birth
Make I finish the job, kids I'm plotting to hurt
I'm hunting for a skirt, if she's beautiful, her
And if her man riffs, I got the louisville
Ken Griffey swing an axe at ya face
Little pieces of ya skull's all over the
shit I'm accurate, never missed a target
Open up ya mouth son I'll use my fist to it.
up for real, you better get up ya shield
Cause when I set up to to peel shots be wet as a seal.
Your fleet be deep, but I'm rollin with worse thugs
Prone to burst slugs, like Stalone in blood!

We get in fights, but I might hit you wit steel pipes

Leave you wit flesh bites, that heal right, if I feel
You dick suckin whore, bitch you Chuck Norris
Bullets travel through skulls fuckin explorers
Evil like the auras and correners, holding objects
Due process to cut ya like sub marine destroyers
Punches to ya in bunches
Your goin down like munchkins lunges
through stomach muscles like crunches
Like metal nunchukes, smashin ya ribs till their soft sponges
Coughin up a lung of cells
All you super will get pulverized
When we unsupervised, your eyes are red like trooper disguise
Like your pupil stomped by a storm trooper
Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up
Boxing like romans an ancient greeks, in the ages. creeps
Fought with spiked gloves. youll get dangerously
Fuck breaking through floor boards, war lords
And maintain jail hard. like mail, and broad swords

[Chorus: 2X]
Street veteran, we crack ya head you need
Aint no here
A man we shreddin him

Veteran, ya we reddining
the glocks pop, you drop so hard you crack the sediment

[Mr.
A flurry shots, will shank you triceratops
Leave you wet like when a bottle of sherry in ya grill
Its foul like little licking cock
You disgust me, like old ladies chicken pocks
Equal rights, if a bitch steps line I have to fight her,
Male or female, I'll drink ya like apple cider
Wish master, pulling out my bitch
Your dead and I'm cause I empty clips faster
it out, my click is obnoxious
We'll jig you wit lock picks and dig in pockets
Blast teks directly you Avrirex,
flesh and bone Earth worms bless ya dome.
I'm dipped in fatigues and steel boots
Aim for your front and co stomp that loose!
Cold merciless , hookers wit this,
Nine inch cock I pack just to you bitch
And fuck rap cause I'll shank ya back
Its hyde hollow tips vs. blanks and caps
unlucky kids fought me already know,
Cause I left bodies stinking like courtney's sweaty hole.
Aye yo You steppin to us without a to bust,
We'll you out your range rover, make you trek in the bus!

You'll have your handed to you, end up a dead bandit
Slayed by the commander of brutal, you understand it
We using and pistol snuffs
To call ya bluffs, if full of fluff and think your mister tough
You'll remain a peasant, pain is
Like the brain of pheasant
Destroy you like crack resin
Bring it to you like armored
a trauma abortion
This is drama endorsment
Smashing you like the arms of men

A of gore enforcement
Cock, brain splattered on cement
cattle killed is similair to men dying
On euorpean fields, shit is that real, I'm not lying
You might be missing, by tradition we try to fight a
Were like weapons that move fast, like the light in the
Holmes take it off, make a choice, get hit wit
Breaking force in ya trachea till you can't make a

Enter the prize know as the streets
A thing if you're weak and we known as cadaver or meat