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Big Bad

(Hook)
I've got my... Gun on spray, so try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em with the big bad wolf... 86 sick inside of me...

(1st Verse)
I'm em a dilemma...
The coming of a killer, the phantom of all niggas who be "Nina"... But listen...
I kill a bitch in a of "Milli-Vanilli"...
Motherfuckers who's murdered by the big bad wolf...
Computerism... I'll em a... Push...
Ripped you and your mocking crew, you gonna do when I pop at you, glock at you...
Fill em with the venom... Who the are you talking to?
me? you crazy! The kind of souls say Kevin Spacey...
Niggas hate me, cant face me... Bitches like and Lacey, basically... You can't ace me...
I put that on is the Lil Tracey, ya better mace me, cause I'ma fuck up a niggas career...
If you think you trying to me, taste me; listen to me...
Like guerilla monsoon... I'ma a wolf, so I howl at the moon...
I can smell a rotten fella, cotton hella props to the jella, my nigga loom...
2 little pigs... Niggas who wanted to be the big bad wolf... Tecca clone...
That's why this little hit the carpet and the other little piggy stayed home...
Chrome... Huff and puff... And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuff...
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me, a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality... Follow me nigga...
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a salary motherfucker...
To flows like Joe's or like those who make relish and throw midwest blows at foes...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been in my book nigga, look...
Take another look, you off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
Take look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
You being a as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crook...
So you niggas can't with the big bad wolf...

(Hook)
got my... Gun on spray, so don't try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em with the big bad wolf... 86 streak inside of me...

(2nd Verse)
You thought you built yo rhyme... Outta brick...
Tech N9ne... Blew em like sticks...
Let's find... Who got the way licks... I bet mine... You'll get em, cause they like this...
The real shit... Mama Mia... Disagree-A... I really see a.... Then be a...
Cause when a nigga what he wrote, sorry...
all folks... Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah...
You little niggas... You can't fuck with the wolf, you a devil with hooves and death books... Came to a Tech N9ne show and got took.... By the lyrical voice that's shook...
Satan, the lord rebutes ya... The power of Christ you...
To get the "Haff" away the "Ish"...
I'm spitting; you're losing, I'm to tell you...
Who the man now? Who the man
Motherfucker... You a student, put ya down...
Trying to growl like a wolf... Trying to pop a Tech N9ne...
Little nigga, you peck mine...
I'ma hairy motherfucker with whiskers and I flips a script from here to Lamaviska...
Kiss the fist of a nigga who walks so on niggas like you, I'll get a goddamned blister... Nigga... I'll huff and I'll puff... And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuff...
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me, cause a bullet is only a mini-technicality... Follow me nigga...
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a bigger motherfucker...
To bust flows like Joe's or like those who make relish and midwest blows at foes...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my nigga, look...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been in my book nigga, look...
Take look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
You being a as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crook...
So you niggas fuck with the big bad wolf...

(Hook)
I've got my... Gun on spray, so try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em the big bad wolf... 86 sick streak inside of me...

(Outro)
got my gat on ya tongue, so don't try to... (Pop! Pop!) Duck and run...
Cause I'ma let ya know that in reverse says flow...
I gotta big bad and I'ma let ya nigga know that I rip it, Cause I believe...
Six, six, triple eight, forty-six, three... Do ya know...
Big... Bad... Wolf... Smash... Chrome... Dome... Long... Gone...