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Run up on me Imma leave him in the street
Up off of jigga never sleeping when it’s beef
I can’t let them niggas put me on a tee
Just like a dog send

the clock

They busting shots like that's supposed to make us stop
Drop shot us down so they can open up shop
But we not cause we hot
Illegal feeding devices

(Riiiiiiiiiight)
Make her disappear like
David Copperfield (Riiiiiight)
Apron fresh to death
Drop a rose or daffodil
Know my music loud
I am datpiff farreal
Farreal

your shirt
Man, this is not a battle, it's a massacre
I destroyed your whole ratio
Got you begging for mercy like
"Don't tase me bro"
That's when I grab

you screamin' like it's a rape whistle!
I drop a bomb on em like it's Kim J.'s missile
I'm an A-hizzle, got this shit on lock I stay rizzle
These

and The Streets
They're a dangerous influence
Drugs? Before them I wasn't into them
I'm blinded by lights like Mike is
Before I drop three of
Them speckly white

raised
Straight from the underground just like the Lich
Think you a boss you'll die as it
Pulling up all black like mages
Straight out of the hood like

out drops
I know about switching my plot
I move wit da blick
Stay cool wit da s***
I don't like making s*** hot
Aye
Ain't Into trusting no bop
Prolly

shots
So we had to keep it cocked
Now it's hot an we're taking shots fuck it drop the top
I was really on the block we was balling on the ops
When you get

traction in the winter
Drive off instinct that's a feeling of a winner
When I get the McLaren Ima whip it like Senna
I'm on the "lap of the gods" when I let

Jungle

Andre Nickatina

Khanthology, Vol. 2: Cocaine Raps 1992-2008

2009

why I get high
I'm so in love with money I keep spending 'til it runs dry
Hot like a kettle, when the pedal hits the metal
Pinocchio you know son is

They killed my nigga in Tally so Ima move a lil different
Left my nigga by himself it’s clear to me niggas ignant
When they see you comin up they

and music,
I pray that I make it
I was just out with the devil,
Lil' nigga
I was just out with them felons,
Lil' nigga
Trying to figure why the police,
drop

claim

Guillotine verses slice through egos
Like hot knives through butter
Outlaw poet with sick metaphors
That rip through jugulars like box cutters

I'm

Judgement Night

Biohazard

Judgment Night

1994

wild
Run it by, bust to start, to punch, others front
Top drop Cesar, it's more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin' grain in your brain, like a tweezer

but them folks stormin by the White House 
All this shit feel like a TV show 
Entertainment dont need more 
Never know who’s real no more 
Rap image

until you drop, run in my family
Letting off that shot, that get more hot than Bron' Miami heat
Squeeze you in my struggle if you wanna end up sandwich

of the greatness
I’m smelling like money and everybody tryna claim it (uh) Stay strapped
I’m so fresh I’m worth 100 Keys
Girls hanging from my Locs
I’m not in it for

Good evening! ("DJ Whoo Kid on Hot97! ")
I'm glad you all could make it
Now please have a seat! Obey the rules!
Hahaaaaa!

Raise ya hand fore ya ask

kiss to A broad
Piece by piece it come together like puzzle
My dogs off the leash with no muzzle
I quarterback the huddle
When I'm in that 04' like

Who’s that steppin in the place about to drop bombs it’s the same individual so u know it’s on 
To the break of dawn me and my dog be puttin it down in

tryna drop opps

all they hear is fa, fa, fa
Another opp found or another drive by
My niggas multitasking
Trappin' on they block, got them wonderin
Like

hot sauce 
Painkiller verses all my word is like some wockhardt 

Wanna tell me lies but I don't see it like they C N N 
They ain't wanna grind but they

stressing
Causing a reaction that's effervescent
Won't blow my top, 
spill rage so hot
So it ends up spraying in the wrong direction
My way to stay sane,