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Shyheim

Shyheim (born Shyheim Dionel Franklin November 14, 1979 in Brooklyn, New York) is an American rapper and actor affiliated with the Wu-Tang Clan. He was closely associated with a group called G.P. Wu and then began collaborating with Wu-Tang Records affiliated groups Killarmy and Sunz of Man. more »

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1996

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featuring GP Wu 
(Rubbabandz  Pop Da Brown Hornet  Down Low Reka  Junelover) 

Motherfuckin GP in the motherfuckin house 
With shorty Shy 

[Rubbabandz] 
Yo.. yo.. I raise all hell when I  start to stain 
Crab niggaz  I recon  you recognize the grain 
I bring drama to your earpiece  when I bust 
Raps niggaz collapse  in fact turn to slush 
It only takes a second to die 
It only takes a minute to get high 
The hoods that I run with really don't care 
Bustin at God with our pistols in the air 

[Pop Da Brown Hornet] 
No more loses, I'm bringin in da bosses 
You want to get rich, bet on me, motherfuck them horses 
I'm black, too good, deadly like a luger 
I live day by day, but my mind set on the future 
Drunk with vexism, handin out bad desicions 
Got shit locked like state prisons 
MC destroyer, bring it, I got somethin for ya 
When I'm red niggaz die from paranoia 
Sureshot, play yourself, get got, forget me not 
Or I'll be runnin shit in ya' spot 
Die Hard, crackin shit, like Ty Cobb 
Keep it real, plus stay black, roll with a tight mob 
Forever high, I'm the type of guy to puff chocolate thai 
Then blow the smoke all in your eye 
You're blinded, the rap style I possess, you can't find it 
That's why you want to constantly rewind it 

[Down Low Reka] 
Yo, D. Allah represent at sparkin mics like flint 
With style that you can inhale and get the nigga bent 
Cash Rules, no choice but bein top biller 
Have ya blinded by the fire like that bitch in the killer 
You know I'm iller, than the caviar, with these rhythms 
That's Acquired to break down Immune Systems 
In any battle I'm-a come in first 
With raw techniques that shock ya ear like a fuckin curse 
I like sex after Ballentine Triple X 
Understandin, I run through hoes like Barry Sanders 
Niggaz get lost in the land 
Reachin, it'll cost your hand, now ya sink in the sand 

[Shyheim] 
I'm-a live shorty, word up, the shit ain't hard to tell 
I kill verses, just like, napsilnac to sperm cells 
My lifestyle, it didn't change, I'm still the same 
Nike sneakers, Guess jeans and gold chains 
The Rugged Child be bringin drama to your system like drugs 
Live and direct, from New York like Lugz 
Is it the ruckus you want, come and get that ass lynched 
You complain to throw, I play your jake with a twelve inch 
Kid, I be just fuckin in the cut, on some Shaolin what 
Jiggy-June bust a nut 

[Junelover] 
Who dares to test me, bring it to the cypher 
Niggaz you don't really want to see the God hyper 
Active, make teachers run back for practice 
And tell they proteges, they can't f*ck with the tactics 
So give me room, when I speaks with verbal knowledge 
You put your best man, even if he went to college 
With this mutation, I serve like a chef 
What do you know, I be that nigga squeezin air from your last breath 
Got you gaspin from suffocation 
Then I leave without a clue nor an explanation 
It's the mister hip hop, be	-boy, rap addict 
Static, you don't want, cause when I brings it, it get tragic 
Faggot, now put an H on your chest and handle 
Whatever comes at ya, best believe I'ma gat ya 
Now move back from this Jack, you can't touch it 
Cause if you do, you catch a buck 50 muggin 
I'm thuggish, with enough stamina to damage ya 
crew, plus jerk em like a crooked ass manager 
Corrupt indeed, my mind is the backbone of evil 
Causin me to to hurt innocent people 
Niggaz playin hard rocks on the wrong block 
Thinkin it be you until I let the nine glock 
Pa-POP, my man shitted all in his pants 
It's the same old song and dance 
And I'm out motherfuckers! 

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