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Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw

Chamillitary S U C mix

the vents clogged up with lots of nonsense
These thoughts are convents, conventionally, nonsensically dishonest, build on it
Well every time I add a brick

for it because I
Couldn't see you could do this
I lot of rappers they come by
And they got their writtens ready i know
And sometimes they give you shit

Warning
It’s a warning

First shot da warning shot
Some boy get wrecked if him no warning got
First shot the warning shot
First class ragamuffin him

Uhh... Uhh...
Real slowed up, pass me da drank... Move slow Uhh Yea
Back den, didn't want me (Back den)
All on meh..
Back den, didn't want me (They

Yes yes sir 
Uh huh huh murder murder god bless the child god bless the child 
BIGHAND-NO W.A.S.T.E Squuuaaadii

God bless the child
Murder 
God

laughs to the bank like haha
Pull the stick out like violá
Niggas hatin then it's ta-da
Turn his shirt into some tye dye
Pray to god bitch I'm Allah

I

Back and forth
Across the border nigga
Call mix a lot
I had him In the mix a lot
I be in the streets or
In the kitchen with a Brick
To chop easy Yeaaaa

to be taxed

Handed that shaft by our governmental staff

We talk about our problems 

We talk about a lot 

We talk rebelling yet everybody soft 

Think

seen a lot of pain in mamas eyes
trynna make sure that I can provide
Can't even stop till she living right
For all the times she had to work da five

that video on Brody, But shout out to DZ
Travis Thompson told me keep it goin', that shit excited me
I'm Sir mix alot with the booty, back in 93

I'm

distance
Ghosted by some stupid bitches
Why you think I'm superstitious
But I'm done getting played like no sir
That shit is over
I seen you hanging with

Noorotic

Redman

Dare Iz a Darkside

1994

clapped on, now I'm the one doin' the clappin' 
I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex 
Blow tape decks when I'm more strapped than latex 
Felt

a Porsche with only two doors,
need to upgrade cause you missin some
We just got two different bills, different styles, different sums
Started as a drive-by

Call me Your Majesty 
Sir smoke alotta 
Luh Shotta E
Shut down the parking lot 
Bussin juggs off the magic jack 
Dey Callin me but I ain't Callin

sticks
If they hit you you fumble
You know i do this by a double
If we roll a op
Add grabba in da leaves
You shoot eyes closed
Lil boy you a B
Divide it

cooler than Dippin Dots
I dipped for a hot while but baby got back like Sir Mix-A-Lot
One tray
Fifty shots
We get the guap, while getting sloshed
I'm

be up in the mix, y'all weird
In my city I'm a big dog here
You should be a man next Halloween
You been acting like a bitch all year
Jet set settler,

and conquering)
Live and conquer (we're living)
Live and conquer (and conquering)
Live and conquer (We're living, living and conquering)

I'm not Sir Mix-a-Lot but

I feel like that you challenging
My image written like a bomb
My star will blow up like Saddam

And my hoes go in every piece of high regarded clothes

and stretch
Feeling good
Alot of us are misunderstood
That's why I bomb art deep from the heart whenever I should
You see
I don't practice tactics
I just pack

you, tellin' you, tellin' you lies
Excuse me baby suna na Sagy but call me Ace
Akwai kudi a jiki na incase you wanna taste
Ki share gayun nan
Ai basu da

Griffin
Don't be blind by da money can't see em snitching
And dem snakes is hissing niggas sneaking disses
If my fingers itching den it's early Christmas

time is it?)
well
gal dem a seh, dem waan do it scare dem way
some guy nah no use an intend to pay
by out dem way das why di gal dem stray
widout a delay