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and show your pussy on the turf Nigga! I'm vill walkin' shit talkin' on this fucking track, the show me's finest show your highness how you love that.

I'm
the river and away for a beer
Don't worry too much, they don't live around here
And the poison seeps into every pore
Every child's eyes, every innocent's
have sex with it or leave it alone
3-D Jesus by my bedside
Talks to me when it's late at night
I thought I left you in Sri Lanka
Working the desk
thinkin why these why me didn't know where tha poison is like IV
It's drive ta handle hands like Allan Ivry

Hand in tha be	-ball's, even though tha odds
across the tracks
Smoldering eyes are glaring up at me
Inching closer and closer, almost laughing out loud
The train finally comes, but it won't even stop
baggin' asphalt scrapin' all talk no action, what I'm waitin'
Weak tongue waggin'
Stray dog beggin'
Like don't hurt me
Yeah right, I'm sayin'

Beware
get bought
Okay I'm over it, let's talk about something else
I said I'm over it, I think I bought something else
That's why I live e'ry day (day)
dirty dozens, flabbergasted 
By tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract 
Beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself 
Til I'm felt, this ass
try to face this 

The Naughty by the Nature gonna lace this 

Track, we be the cream of the pack 

Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cause
through the net before words hit the chrome
Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough
So we attack this, and grab
know what I'm sayin?
The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris.
We talk about sex, money and drugs.
(Ruled by power.) And why'all cats don't know
What
Yeah, we goin' platinum nigga, Platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
(Oh my God)
If that's what it is, nigga I'ma live
You not playin' me like the neighborhood bitch
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my dirty ass room
Starin'
'cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, ooh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks, God know, I know these clowns

God
of business cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, oh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns
Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die

Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like
the holes in my ship
Tighten the lose boards in the home that I built
I did this by myself, I didn't never need your help
Dudes are dirty, they'll try
the holes in my ship
Tighten the lose boards in the home that I built
I did this by myself, I didn't never need your help
Dudes are dirty, they'll try
nada, strung you by your collar
The flow father who balanced out his chromosomes proper
I'm going home partner like Posada, they talk beef
But toss
of an elite group of people
(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble
What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow
While some chose to borrow
Brothers are
Hit 'em in the head with 2 by 4 inches 
I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy 
My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody 
I did too
the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
Lurking in the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, with a axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks
to be the best
Jack Frost sniffin at your nose, get your Suddafed
Rap Cheech and Chong, me and Red official budda head
Off track like ODB, I'm too
at your nose, get your Suddafed
Rap Cheech and Chong, me and Red official budda head
Off track like O.D.B., I'm too black
I'm like Zoro, I mark a Wu,