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Taking rappers like hot dice, like hot nights in Got says they hate us 'cause they are fucking with the Niggers that gats and steal gats just like potatoes Knowing they couldn't break us or take us now fake us take us out, no Make us your ass with a teck rappers bow down like the west side connect I want the ice like cube, so I blast the mac ten But me, I'm throwing up the dub just like dub C Plus we fucks it up on both Don't show when I rip shot, putt niggers in zip lock Fucking with this hip hop still automatic Yes I smoke Kryptonite, get it right, my is tight Got wicked ways MR Mike Get the in the night these niggers running loose, get the bodies These niggers in and not Versace Somebody should have told you, son it's on that With the ice man bitch and I am gone like
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I got some bidnez that I handle See this is kinda risky but I'm gonna have to take the Niggers they to plot a scheme on me and triple teams on me I'll make bleed for me And that's how it is going I won't be until I see that ass six feet underground 'Cause you fucked and pissed the wrong brother off You lied to yourself you said I was soft Now a no no, with manhole I'll formulate a plan yo That make your children bastards and your wife a widow Trying to battle me a sin And be like Braxton and you'll never breath again 'Cause I hit hard like thunder, straight from the Ground with the that will make Stevie wonder Hard, but let me MC's like lettuce on the menu Pound for pound up in game to be the best Back the fuck up off me motherfucker I'm stressed You'll up in a casket fucking with me You get your ass kicked hit you harder an accident
Lets get down to And beat the kid out the Let me measure this here joint 'cause be nothing lesser I'll betcha that I'll get it wide open like Vanilla kobe surround all of you like And leave you in suspense like who done You with grandma I'll be the last man off lyrical stamina I round up one hundred MC's in one Knock off ninety and a half And leaves a half that wanna face me I'll leave him face down in the Call the paramedics the body for surgery with anesthetic mass in a mass stocker, hit the creator Set it off Michael Meyers in a double mattny feature Feature funky that are hard to swallow Send your ass until tomorrow, be hoping to escape the horror Now pay attention to lesson And in for possession these freestyle confession I'll aside a case like Kojak giving up the evidence but I leave no Yo put the scrip off in a like mattock Come bumpin' on your And your ass up like Dr. Spock
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the incredible party rocker, the heart stopper, hit dropper Hypnotize you all big poppa Getting everybody blazed with the funky don't As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your Like it will be the day that I don't up any buildings When you hear me boy beat the microphone I'm killing ten on the richer when I shake it With the earthquake based my taste blowing out your Put you in a state of shock like and Mike so get it right is the night Just to let you know my is tight, right We got up front shaking ass Just stripping want to put on the glass the phat philly as I heat it up like chili Put the gun son, there is no need for the nine milli Got the meat for the barbecue so a few hops Watch as I your spot like spartan infatruate your whole block