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I'm Back....
Haha! can't fuck with me man....
is crazy, dogg. I run this underground rap shit, and the mainstream nigga
I'ma do Boo-Boo...
Diss niggaz right when they fucking album come out... and 'em!
the breakdown,
Time to the men from the boys,
Take it straight to the bank, it Christopher Lloyd,
it momma's little boy, or 50's little bitch,
The Rotten Apple or the of a snitch,
The of a bitch, nigga softer than a TaYBO Kick,
You Billy Blanks on porno flicks,
With no porno chicks, only dicks,
You Taladamore whore them g-string drawers,
And so therefore, I war,
Outside violator, me at four ,
Young Buck back, Banks put this autograph
A posada glove on and let's play catch!
(Gunshot) for your one platinum plaque
(Gunshot) for the niggaz riding in the back
(Gunshot) Tryna for the shit on your lap
(Gunshot) for your boss sayin' he write my raps (Gunshot)

killa, Blackwall Gorilla,
That sealer, G-Unit cap peeler,
I'm realer, 40 oz. spiller,
40 killer, 40 GLOCC KILLER!

Ask Spider, I be creepin and crawlin, spinning webs you niggaz,
bread around you niggaz.
Every time you roll up, the around you niggaz,
I used to watch everything I said you niggaz.
Twenty niggaz on the squad, twenty niggaz in the can,
twenty witnesses, twenty niggaz on the stand,
God damn, can tell them the street code,
The Game is to be sold, and not to be
This Dre and Suge or Beans and Hov
This is one bullet, one head, and one soul.
Wipe my off, and the gun is tossed in with the fishes
Like you and Juice, I'm coming for Bishop, I'm for Bishop,
I'm the king of L.A. shit,
Tell me homie, is you Blood or Crip? Is you thug or
Cos the say,
They don't never see holmes running L.A..
Fake ass ghostwriter, get your flow tighter
'For I put you in the trunk of fucking low-rider.
Nigga you ain't nuttin' but in quicksand,
Got a cos you sucked a couple dicks, and
your back on Delany and Jimmy Henchman,
Just this as a warning, don't flinch, man.
your rag, you from 1-9-0? No!
You Pap, do you bang east coast? No!
Have you ever hopped No!
Do the hood feel your wackass No!
So sit your lil' ass somewhere,
'For I have them niggaz sit yo' ass somewhere,
In the somewhere, outta town somewhere,
Breakin news, body has been somewhere,
Now back to the video, look at these muh'fuckers,
Y'all some muh'fuckers; "I say Hands Up,
wanna kick it with me"
Get that shit of BET,
the channel, all Black Lambo,
Red and black flannel, in the trunk,
With humps then a camel,
Man, I'm sayin, I playin, I'm sprayin',
Any nigga in your clique that ever yelled that
(Gunshot) Muh'fucker, that's for Yayo and
(Gunshot) for Hot Rod promotional truck
(Gunshot) That's for Kanye, and with Puff
(Gunshot) Tell the nigga that's you, Duck!

Gunshot) killa, Blackwall Gorilla,
Any filler, Mobb Deep cap peeler.
I'm realer, the driller,
The rap Godzilla, the Lloyd killer! (Gunshot)