| Left, left, left, right, left
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| Left, left, left, right, left
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| About face!
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| Guns that rain, flooded pain levels the playing field
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| Death wish streaks, shoot the gift, man a ill creature
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| Spill feature, captivates them, parapelegic MC’s
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| And my D’s, I bleed three, five seven bleed
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| Hell make heaven, seven angels, one devil and a mind that meets
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| Silver Surfer, know preceeding MC
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| My food for thought, is now my Thought for Food
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| Levitate and aurora, more box than our Pandora
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| Dodge women, deathly women’ll get 'em
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| White flags and scrolls of two bones, invade homes
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| Slay domes, is the pictures I paint
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| Death march’ll get you, point blank
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| Yeah, sawed off, fall off the Empire State
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| Dogs get called off, nigga, a barbered wire face
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| Hard war chase, for crowns on the cape
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| Bow down, merchant of fate, words serving face
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| Get burnt in Exxon lakes, walk the plank, over fresh earthquakes
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| If he escape to the other side
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| Still seen it, last birthday, I eliminate
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| There is no debate, it’s true men, a politic
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| Atomic detonate, Rambo an MC, compound and regulate
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| Armored tank, think tank, blue steel bayonette
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| Wink on the kitchen sink, I expose weak link
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| Then a boat cut it
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| Ya’ll niggas boat like Zeus from Bronze coming
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| Bitches sell they jewels just to walk on the carpet
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| I gamble on a rose of a dime before your fork it
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| Leave shambles in bones in the darkest tarpit
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| Zodiac killer, body in cement pillar
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| Iller than bubonic, clean forensic from car pit
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| Mark grave after they die, then we torch it
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| Spit musical funeral, MC’s forfeit
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| March of the state of the heaven, the four lost it
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| The jail still claims, I let a nigga out his cage
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| Gauge stuck in his rib, tried to fuck with our fame
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| Insane methods, device grip was destined
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| You sacrifical lambs pipe wood when tested
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| The staircase to death, lead you to hell’s wind
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| The ship’s careful, tiger shark infested
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| Walk the glass trail, say nothing else
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| Ya’ll MC’s are failed to add on to our wealth
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| Walk the plank and plunge inside the sun belt
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| Melt brainwaves in the cage, you burn
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| We discovered the fire, now the see is your earned
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| In the belly of the beast, the better bridge is equator
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| I twist your halo, you pain is my feast
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| Waves of cut confidence, it’s danger and dominance
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| Accept the dead heart and admit defeat |