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And trigger a massive explosion to the beat They hit me with compressed air left my chest bare My sonic stun gun takes em out by the next snare (Blowin' my
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!! (repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT? [Hit Squad] The head banger Parrish Smith gettin wreck [Hit Squad]
Live by the code, die by the code Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul Live by the code, die by the code Never been a hoe, bury me
and not playing instruments Great, a cappella Anyway, it's great to be here Where are we again? Oh yeah, the studio It's great to be here Singing some
I do keep it blood like a Piru I'm in album mode I'll try'n get every album sold I'll compose hits like Al Capone Down the road, no telling how it
No one ever do it like me when I say shit Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages So now I
getting faded and faded by every minute 30 seconds has passed, I wanna hit it I'm trippin' over my thoughts I hope you get it Flying high in the sky with
Whole time that I'm writing well I'm flowing a cappella Leave ya body with the sea at an archipelago These keyboard warriors so tough but then go grab
different you the same same back back We got cheat codes by the G code crack that Rappers is the new politicians All my niggas out the system and my bitch up
This ain't a game I don't talk shit I slit necks just because Catchin' a buzz and keepin' a Lookout for the fuzz If I get hit by the cops I'm goin' out
official Let me tell you when it all started Game dropped Documentary and Made plenty enemies It was a classic album, but prior to that Guerilla Black
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass Thought
I let my pen bleed When Catwalk was ridin dat 10 speed When we hit licks by Howard-Bishop slidin like a centipede My first bucket 2 fifteens, coke
Choices Choices Tell Me Where They At Though Huh Choices Huh To infinity and beyond I see my life growing I hit up BIG Vinci for the song he said
stayed a lil longer at the dope house Wish des ain't live at the midst when her back got hit Uh uh By that la boy totin I wish Chette was a QB Ka'mani
First I had a hit about all out Damage to the world but now I talk about new routes Grew south Up now Shrivel up like grape raisin niggas now a days
smack a home run if you to scared to swing I lead by example, I flip any sample I preach Kum by yae but I'm one tuff lion I ain't getting trampled I'm
Have my ex asking who's that girl, when I'm riding by What these bitches want from a nigga? The dog said it best Before we get to the bone, she got
Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/ I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods Prodigy, Guru,
outselling you By 29 I had three albums that had blew Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food But
Ermstar on the Track Up in the morning by 6 Not on the gram scrolling through pics But I’m busy writing my album Makin original shit like Netflix
to this Matter of fact, spare a seat for my legs, let me tell you bout my hits Let me tell you about my trips, second whip and all my payslips Watch my
up I remember when niggas use to beef it up Coming from that city, I got kissed by Lady Luck Back when no one use to want us, the city distort us,
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