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f/ Mr.

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

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

Watch me empty out like a son of a bitch.
No in my heart, I've been rotten since birth
Make sure I finish the job, I'm plotting to hurt
I'm for a skirt, if she's beautiful, drug 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
Attacking shit I'm accurate, missed a target
Open up ya mouth son I'll use my to clog 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 might be deep, but I'm with worse thugs
to burst slugs, like Stalone in First blood!

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

Leave you wit bites, that heal right, if I feel spite
You dick suckin whore, bitch you ain't Chuck
Bullets travel through skulls fuckin explorers
Evil the auras and correners, holding foreign objects
Due process to cut ya screen sub marine destroyers
Punches to ya head in
Your down like munchkins doin lunges
Rippin through stomach 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 brawl unsupervised, your eyes are red trooper disguise
Like your pupil stomped by a storm trooper
Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up
Boxing romans an ancient greeks, in the middle ages. creeps
Fought with spiked gloves. get dangerously beat
Fuck through floor boards, we're war lords
And jail hard. like chain mail, and broad swords

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Street veteran, we crack ya head you excederin
Aint no fear
A man steps we him

Veteran, ya gear we
When the pop, you drop so hard you crack the sediment

[Mr.
A flurry shots, shank you like triceratops
Leave you wet when a bottle of sherry pops in ya grill
Its foul like babies licking cock
You disgust me, like old ladies chicken pocks
Equal rights, if a bitch steps outta line I have to her,
Male or female, drink ya blood like apple cider
Wish master, out my bitch blaster
Your and I'm breathing cause I empty clips faster
Thugin it out, my is obnoxious
jig you wit lock picks and dig in your pockets
Blast teks through you Avrirex,
Peirce flesh and bone Earth bless ya dome.
I'm dipped in fatigues and combat boots
Aim for your front and co stomp that loose!
Cold merciless , flirt wit this,
inch cock I pack just to hurt you bitch
And fuck gangsta rap cause I'll ya back
Its hollow tips vs. your blanks and caps
unlucky kids fought me already know,
Cause I left their bodies stinking like courtney's hole.
Aye yo You steppin to us a weapon to bust,
We'll jack you out your rover, make you trek in the bus!

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

A supporter of enforcement
Cock, brain splattered on cement
cattle killed is similair to men dying
On euorpean battle fields, shit is 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 you can't make a voice

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