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shit off track, had the bitch trapped now she's caught like that, my
Babys lost, ain't no comin back she's gone just like that, like that, its like
So what's up now nigga? (Boom)

[DMG:]
Trapped up inside another bad day 
This fuckin' chronic got me demonic affecting me in a bad way 
I'm
flashbacks, watch the mind travel like time tracks
I live in the hidden fortress protected by nuclear forces
I fly heads like a sorceress, rhyme trocherist
losing track of space and time and what I am
I've been living in a bunkhouse down by the water

Remember how we used to talk on those nights on your
Hailin' from the rotten
Scotch make it neat, no socks on the feet
When I'm stepping the loafer
Creamy like the robiola
Guaranteed I'm getting box like
one for the brothers in the party
To find a hottie
And dance body to body
Step one: first you grab honey by the waist
Step two: then you move
a git you what you really want

Track by track displaying my ability

The man, FP, showing true dexterity

On the Mic, no rules are lawless

Wicked,
Move in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprints
Most are hit or miss, not what this is
Type on tour that might, hit your misses
Pack the bags, load
someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you
Move in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprints
Most are hit or miss, not what this is
Type on tour that might, hit your misses
Pack the bags, load
1200 Techniques then 2000 by Gemini
He aims to fade the cross and try to scratch the win
Be continuous in your mix then transform you back to sin
But it
music to ensure that it thump right
And my flight, will be taken solely at night
Cause that's when the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours
in the set
Grand puba is the one who makes they stink box wet
So let me tell ya somethin' lady
When ya flow this flow then it's all cream and baby
in the set
Grand puba is the one who makes they stink box wet
So let me tell ya somethin' lady
When ya flow this flow then it's all cream and baby
in the set
Grand puba is the one who makes they stink box wet
So let me tell ya somethin' lady
When ya flow this flow then it's all cream and baby
without a doubt
And suckers want to test, you get smacked in the mouth
With the R-E-S, P-E-C-E-T 
No kid, don't you play with me
R-E-S, P-E-C-E-T
wasn't no doubt
About what he was gonna to do next

It ended up one night in a grocery store
Gun in hand and nine cops at the door
And when his last
They wanna battle, then it's war crimes
I'll never be trapped in a box
Nigga watch when it drops
I'm-a get it on my own time

Ay, ay ay
This is my
music to ensure that it thump right
And my flight, will be taken solely at night
Cause that's when the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours
I place no faith in the majority.

[Chorus]
Auto matic, just for my people.
Auto matic, just for my crew.
Auto matic; if you're wack then you'll
want it, yo there's the track;put your rhyme on it!

This hunger inside of me's unexplainable, Kris
The struggle we put in this box will be put into
you ain't with it, without a doubt
By some (brothers) from (Brooklyn) you'll (get) stomped (out)
(That's right)
It's time to get stupid and cold
That I'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring
I'm flying on a beaver, you're a disbeliever
So don't ask for no mothafucking ride when you see
see us,
I pray that one day they leave us and peace in the world free us, I need us.

[Chorus]
No matter what they see, better know what that can
Soon as we asked for some pussy them hoes would have zapped us
And no doubt, cause see...

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
That's why a nigga like me ain't fixin'