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f/ Mr.

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

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

me empty out clips like a son of a bitch.
No remorse in my heart, I've rotten since birth
sure 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 slugger
Ken Griffey swing an axe at ya face
Little pieces of ya skull's all over the
Attacking I'm accurate, never missed a target
Open up ya mouth son I'll use my to clog it.
Dead up for real, you get up ya shield
when I set up to to peel shots you'll be wet as a seal.
Your fleet might be deep, but I'm rollin worse thugs
to burst slugs, like Stalone in First blood!

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

Leave you wit flesh bites, that heal right, if I spite
You dick suckin whore, bitch you Chuck Norris
Bullets travel through skulls like explorers
Evil like the and correners, holding foreign objects
Due process to cut ya screen like sub destroyers
Punches to ya in bunches
Your goin down munchkins doin lunges
Rippin through stomach like crunches
Like metal nunchukes, smashin ya ribs till their soft like
Coughin up a lung of blood
All you super will get pulverized
When we brawl unsupervised, your eyes are red like trooper
Like your pupil stomped by a storm trooper
Brutal demise, repeated like I'm loopin up cries
Boxing romans an ancient greeks, in the middle ages. creeps
Fought with spiked gloves. youll get dangerously
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 we shreddin him

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

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

You'll have your handed to you, end up a dead bandit
by the commander of brutal, you betta understand it
We using fistacuffs and pistol
To call ya bluffs, if your full of fluff and think mister tough
You'll a peasant, pain is unpleasant
Like eating the of pheasant
Destroy you like crack cocaine
Bring it to you like horseman
Like a abortion
This is drama endorsment
Smashing you the arms of four men

A supporter of enforcement
Cock, brain splattered on floor
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 a fishin
Were like weapons that move fast, the light in the prism
Holmes take it off, make a choice, get hit wit
Breaking force in ya trachea till you can't a voice

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