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to shoot someone
So if you're at a show in the front row

I'ma call you a bitch or dirty-ass toe

You'll probably get mad like a
Bitch is supposed to
But

skills and you'll be gone
Tell me now can you feel it there's something's on



Chorus
If you are that MC's to come and front with me
Then step up step up

we gone sickle
From the front not the back 
And leave his ass in the middle 
Fast with em, Mm
We gone turn a laugh to a giggle 
Take the brass off

Something's On

Poetic Ammo

It's a Nice Day to Be Alive

1998

skills and you'll be gone
Tell me now can you feel it there's something's on
Chorus
If you are that MC's to come and front with me
Then step up step up

own Y-fronts

She brings back all her shopping down the cul-de-sac
Checks her shoes for doggy poos and starts to unpack
Loads of Marks and Spencers'

or feast till I make it front street 
You won't ever be criticized by a real king 
You will never be villainized by ya real friends 
When you at peace you

up drop a four in a crush
Play with me nigga get crushed I'm out the luck hundred pounds in a pick up
Brodie just dropped off a load I'm in the spot

really funk
Just a little turbulence coming right at front
Turn it up, turn it up, can you feel the fire burning
Turn it up, turn it up, do you feel my