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When I wipe off my sweat Verbally I'm untouchable Elliot Ness To the best of my I rock any facility And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke out deliveries I'm as high as the fuckin friendly skies When I'm, open, you can't even see my chinky the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I'm loc'ed Then I wet it, then you be like -- that be soaked I'm saggin my Kani And two black guys when I get busy the L.I Well I, swing it back and like a leaf Without traffic I like the B.Q.E But I can pass niggaz straight out of Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans PPP, got the and techs And Def Squad always got some fly shit on
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Wuditlooklike suckers, motherfuckers Bitches be actin funny, don't show me no love 'cause think I'm crazy and like mentally sick Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver fish, then I Smoke a of herb a day, and yo Some bitches say, I'm the like Maceo I don't be that I beez the funk disease That leave MC's, recognizing Sam Sneed The funkindominal, I bring drama to any three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through That other shit, them other ship, flip ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's I from Been gettin dumb, since Harlem World used to jump And that's for all them hardrock niggaz that's in flocks I off the glock for the hood and the block
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