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Lyrically I murder you quicker
Than Lamborghini drive-bys
Who knew one man could handle
More beef than Five Guys
Sharper than steak knives
That I

Yea... We in this bitch
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Can't stop now
Yea... Yea!
We got that straight drooooop!

Ain't no holdin' me back,

("How much it cost?" It's a lot nigga)
(Nigga we drop niggas)
(Cooking up dope in a pot nigga)
(I done beat every nigga I fought nigga)
(Ain't no

off she dead to me just like a zombie 
Ian from the streets but I be serving on the concrete 
Watch me hit her rapid in the sala like salami 
If that

introduction of how nice I am

When my mentality flips, you better run
Straight to the West, smack dead in the sun
Because I make it hot like a known drug

on them triggers
West Orlando Florida bitches know we fucking coming
We be bringing pressure niggas better get to running
Bodies dropping everyday niggas

he get Put to the Test
He could get Shot from the East to the West
From the South Niggas know how it Get
Why they Acting like Bitches I think they got

Taped to legs beneath pants
Likened to a dark moon
Colliding with the dead world
The red world
Unknown zone of tonight
Flagged down by the sight
Wavers

just waiting for the baton

Got my masters in English
So I may resort to Latin
By the time you hear time
I'll be past gear six
And if they ain't dead

It's your girl, Chanel West Coast

If you drunk and acting foolish
Then this be the music that shit
To make you lose it
Get thrown out like you

sent that bitch a eggplant
Run up on me you a dead man
I was trapping off a dead end
My bitch is a lesbian 
I be balling espn
Shot a nigga on the west

That's a Wild Wild Wild worst
I can make things go West
If you catch me at my worst 
Every line I drop
Is an F-Bomb, call me Kamikaze 'cause I'm

with the stoppin me baby
I'm audi, I only am me and I see what I see, nobody copy me baby
Drop dead on your side baby - now give me that rhythm
I just

Da Graveyard

Grand Daddy I.U.

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

1995

with so much lead they can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than most niggas

and when your album drop we'll remember
And to all the Arab governments all yall pretenders
Kings only by title just a puppet
Words without action we ain't

my future's damned
Ain't gon' lie deep down in me
I just wanted to smoke my dad
I remember one day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed

his struggle
West africans cant see light in the tunnel
With wars, no food, and abuse they all juggle

So did our man hank, daily facing the hunger
For

Yo, this is a
A Mark Ronson and Kanye West joint
And I'm the Cons- to the -quence
With my man, Rhymefest and we go from, uh
Yard to yard on y'all

Baking soda, what the fuck for?
The rice with the duck sauce
Gunshots'll drop his lunch off (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
He ain't dead yet? We blew

brothers don't rep gangs
Touch my brother, you're a dead man
When they try test like exam
We had two hammers up like West Ham
Point blank range, try dead

them dead presi's 
ccting invincible drop ya guard and let that led catch you 
ccting invisible in the dark and imma light fixture 
Take 2 coughs after

everyknow we knock'em dead
we never knew who was the knocklehead
what my belt,buccle said would get me som respect
suposed to beeing perfect
my life was

the Mystical land
Or getting on fire and the paint go red
Pain go by but the day dosed it
Missed a lie but the evil fled
Run from the time it came up and
I

walk in the park 
Might yutes a fool, My gyals a tart 
In the west and I just link bro by the zart
Look pon the stance, You know everything sharp