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and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me
(Nod ya head)

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
head {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'}
Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
know by now I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody

I know you want it (yea)
The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass
I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance

Remix!
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides,
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
-narcotic
Microhard
(repeat)

Our comrade Cee-Lo is considered by many as a modern day Neo
And opposing forces known as agents will like him dead for what he know
He is
We about to make ya clap to this 
Remix, uh

It's either you will
Either you won't
Sometimes you do
Sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes
(check)
The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass
I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance

Remix!
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
The Truth! 
(real niggaz know)
The Truth! 
(real niggaz know)

Will Smith?
Now you know damn well
The only air you belong on 
Is the one in Bell
Even though I
You know we hadda do a remix right?

Ho, ho, ho
All you young gunnerz
Hey Just, this the one right here baby
I told you dawg
Its be sig in the place
You know we had to do a remix right?
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! (free)
All you Young Gunnerz!
Hey Just, this the one right here baby!
I told you dog!

It's B
a black Smith-and-Wessun

Load the clip, bust lead to the head
The nappy head dread, Buckshot and Baldhead

Load the clip, bust lead to the head
end up like sheep 

[Chorus]
Kill! Kill 'em live! 
Kill! Kill 'em live! 
Kill! Kill 'em live! 

Mad heads confused by the isms 
Bustin' caps
end up like sheep 

[Chorus]
Kill! Kill 'em live! 
Kill! Kill 'em live! 
Kill! Kill 'em live! 

Mad heads confused by the isms 
Bustin' caps
I have
Powerful paragraphs
Followers will become leaders
But without a path

Ya mentally paralyzed
Crippled ya third eye
Rhymes are blurred
Then it
perfect raps stick in under your skin
Either your noddin by now
Or your dead or a mannequin
My friend resistin ain't good for ya health

Put your tool
verses back up to the surface
Someone is brought in to interpret
Do not engage in conjectural with the professor
Just nod ya head and say Yes Sir! Here
I have
Powerful paragraphs
Followers will become leaders
But without a path

Ya mentally paralyzed
Crippled ya third eye
Rhymes are blurred
Then it
?
Let's see if he can be ya savior
When I cave ya chest in with me murder weapon
They can't find out Smith and Wesson
Only glocks and street machines with
they will test ya shawty
24's that's the best VHS shawty
DVD and P-S-2 in ya head rest shawty
I'm on a mission shawty gotta give out my digits shawty
and Smif-N-Wessun 

Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind ya black 

The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back 

BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did
pickle make ya wiggle
You're busted, my mustard will wax your whole plate
By itself, not including all my funky condiments
Nod your head to this