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U got shot, you knock, knock, knocked
there? Another motherfuckin' hardrock
Whoa ho hoh, let me slow up with the flow
Introducing, yo, fuck nigga's name

If you wanna to my motherfuckin' rep
Chk chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown
Gimme my fuckin' shit, chk-chk,
U got shot, 'cause you knock, knock,

On my knees at the of God
Straight up back up I it hard
You to watch
But can't this nigga or catch a charge

Papichulo with karate chops just like
Fuckin' make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo
Underground's we live and that's where we'll be when you leave
Overachieve, I'd rather be Apollo Creed

Time to speak up, fagot niggaz droppin' these weak
We're the B-boys, hows about some hardcore in the
For the Mic Dons, callin' Dion
PMD shinin' with my on

In the saddle, fuck around, get your rattled
No paddles up shit's creek when time to
place, same bad time, so fuck a bat channel
This nigga, object of game, get pockets bigger
Biggie, Pac and Eaze, one love, them my fuckin' niggaz

We don't need no gat, just cock me back
And watch me my volerical fact
a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittin'
Ain't your cap, me and the Devil had a spiritual chat
'Cause I'm eviler lyrical rap
Than a cat, on a black night and I'm black

In the moonshinin', I'm sippin' Starsky and
While my blindin', while P rollin' the Dutch
'Cause I'm too much for and grandpa's to solve
Roll the windows to your cars, when out at
Who the in charge? Charles Laston Sauls
I got his mom suckin' my balls like a pack of halls

Right to Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw
Nobody's seen what they seen and never saw
When I jump in my car, go "Ooh and ahh"
EPMD, 215 and Agallah

Yo, 215, who the was them cats up in the car?
One of them got a gat, the other one spar
Jumpin' out the car, pop a trunk, crowbars
up my seeds in my fiends for the G's
People low self-esteem rockin' the gleam, hotter than

When I blow off the top, I got this cream like Rothstein
And I rob unique excitement is, why you scream
So put hands together, get your mans together
Here's the together, here's the gun together, let's run together

Soldier mind crime nigga, live nigga
gonna hit 'em like, five niggaz, surprise niggaz

Aiyyo, you hit 'em that
I bust 'em from the to the extreme
Hit 'em up, 'em scream like a bitch
And up for the mix up and dig a ditch up
And bounce, then for luck, I a six up

And hook off Prince Naseem ahead
Duck yo' or go inside instead
to me bourgeoisie? Fancy as Dandy?
You get killed, like you was Ramsey

And some of y'all just plain
Talkin' shit and even seen a million
Actin' y'all Sicilians, when y'all niggaz
small figures and chasin' gold diggers

Don't even up to me yappin'
Or you'll Die Hard with and Sam Jackson
now, you wanna duel, you fool
I'm a Dogg 4 like my nigga Ja Rule

Who flex with the influential
mad credentials on instrumentals we're too essential
The mic and the beat, now shit's
For me to kick your ass for trash, punk

U got shot, 'cause you knock, knock,
Who's Another motherfuckin' hardrock
Whoa ho hoh, let me like up with the flow
Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's

If you wanna step to my rep
Chk, chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown
Gimme my fuckin' shit, chk, chk,
U got shot 'cause you knock, knock,