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here.
I got to tell you.
I know how to explain it... but, I'm different.
You Naw, I ain't.
I'm saying. I'm, I'm not like you.
I'm not others.
It's like I've been before.
[Verse
504's the name, I don't play
MY GON BANG!
Make the 8 for the pape, light the
Ignite propane
No sweat, no blood, no pain, no (Blade!)
No guards, no deal, no dice, no game, no
I'm giving you bitches sumthin
Got em to pieces like porcelain dishes
I'M DIRTY!
I get all the way to the ground, BITCH, WHAT!?
Memorize this by the pitch, by the book... I GIVE A FUCK!
I was to BLOW! Ground rebucked!
Stay here... LAY AND GET FUCKED!
Nigga, you underneath me, out my
Out my entries, I can count a hundred pennies every century
at that, look at that, look at that, GET BACK!
I get very scary like the Gatlin... BITCH, HAPPENING!?
I rip tracks and pop
I'm so popular, they just rock what I spray
It's time I watch what I say!
I get surprised when sumthin from round the crocodiles
Oh, be nothin'!
I make em say, "Aw, give it to me, be that way!"
I'm telling ya, I'm into ya w/ the music
I been doing this shit, I'm highly on how to use it
The objective supply the perspective
Tacky or selective, effective
Narcoleptic, brine
It don't get no cooler, if I don't perfect it
Y'all couldn't pop a rubber band on my brain
Chopping and slicing with the of the blade!
[Chorus:
The Blade!
(24X)
Snipes]
There are worse out tonight than vampires.
[N'Bushe
Like
[Wesley
me!
[Verse
I turn a into a supper!
They suffer!
a had enough, that's why I'm coming!
ON, FUCKER!
I'm sick and of being sick and tired
They can't hide from the pain 'cause the won't stop
They don't stand a ghost of a chance, but try
A side of my tell me to get em
Bloody side, lettin it
Even when a hundred years go by
They still gone and I'm still gone fly
Yes, five fingers they necks
I run thru back and come out your chest
You moving too fast, forgot to brace
AW SHIT! Here it come, nigga, yourself!
Oh my God!
worry, I'm a get ya, it don't matter how I put it
Let me say sumthin, let me talk in the
Let me as tall as the fellas
You would, if you could, but you git up off it
I'm the on the hammer, on the nail, in the coffin
I'm to a different drummer
At the of the parade, I'm the edge of the blade!
[Chorus: 32X]
[KLC saying "Blade" w/ marching sounds till
Mystikal appears of No Limit / Jive Records, 1998.
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