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Slam FM Presents Grand Slam 2012, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Roots of Guns N' Roses: Hollywood Rose & L.A. Guns (Hollywood Rose) · Slam Bam (Slam Stewart) · Grand Slam (The Isley Brothers) · Grand Slam: The Best of Babe Ruth (Babe Ruth) · Grand Slam, Vol. 4 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ghetto Slam (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bowin' Singin' Slam (Slam Stewart) · Grand Slam (Mark Vinci) · Slam the Breaks On, Vol. 2 (Krafty Kuts) – and 90 other albums »


think y'all really wanna get wit me

We started gangsta walkin nigga no MC hammer

We really dealy get you hyper then hype

No cut or no arm n hammer
from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam
On the top of the ceilings, can't sneak by
Go downs is like blow hounds, we smother the block
Jumping in front of cars, lending niggas four pounds
Walk,
atomically
Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded
By this total square mileage of violence that I brung
I've not yet begun to stung
It's the ethics,
think y'all really wanna get wit me

We started gangsta walkin nigga no MC hammer

We really dealy get you hyper then hype

No cut or no arm n hammer
think y'all really wanna get wit me

We started gangsta walkin nigga no MC hammer

We really dealy get you hyper then hype

No cut or no arm n hammer
and slam his parent's street
When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats
I be damned if he get a chance to sleep
I clamp the magazine in my gun
pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a goner
'Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner"
Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up
to call me from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam
crunk but I ain't 'bout to chicken out
I'm sick and tired of bein' nice and lettin' shit go by
She said fuck that Tech N9ne bullshit so I

[Chorus:
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnesses
And lipstick marks
hair
I walked in through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense

Chased by a weed aroma, empty
from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam
to them now down to your bitch
Nigga you sick fronting like you tougher than what you are
Till the gun is coming through the drivers side of your car
of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage that's when I got my folks hooked like

[Dre]
Deeper than deep dish hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in
threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what
Armenians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien
This flame of fury to the D-A and the jury 
A hundred grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.
when I got my folks hooked like

Deeper than deep dish, hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in the O(cean)
I got my gun on standby, like Coast Guards
You
heads, fuck it, buy some motherfuckin' lead
Want some rude boys yo, with tha naughty dreads

Watch 'em, or push 'em, grab 'em and slam 'em
Swing dem
Armenians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien
This flame of fury to the D-A and the jury 
A hundred grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.
I hold Mac's with 2-1's
plus the deuce-5's at my side so I got two guns (That's right)

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It don't stop til the casket drop
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