| Yeah*
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| Once again…
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| You have entered the zone of no return…
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| Close ya eyes…
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| Nobody wanted to challenge me when the time came
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| I cocked aim and blow the pictures out ya mind frame
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| I like to gash fact a match and burner fast
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| I studied and learned the blast back in that Turner class
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| Got a weapon that spits bash of saw fluid acid
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| No time for casts cause the massacres to massive
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| Duck when I lay a verse down (yeah)
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| They call my opponent’s McGradys cause they never make it out the first round
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| I stay composted when the gun blows
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| I fix supposed to be notorious head honchos and put em in nut clothes
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| You can inspire to retire me, remove me from society
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| No force to put it off you have to hire me’s (me's)
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| I’m a science brain anaconda piranha
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| The snake head removal with the Osama persona
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| Provoking me and never been wise I know you want to
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| And like borrowing some draws that something’s you just don’t do
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| Don’t spare nobody kill anything that moves
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| Don’t spare nobody kill anything that moves
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| I’m a dismantle frame with every weapon I can use
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| Got tools that do with smooth no traces incuse
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| When you keep trying to be hard inspiting my warning
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| The results are never pretty like yo wife in the morning
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| You be acting all fragile and feminem I’m the gutta type
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| I love myself so much I was still me in another life (that's right)
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| And how are loon I’m a hit’cha with the loudest boom
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| Still on the surface I’m out of space like a crowded room
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| I travel on an aircraft plus a mi-cage
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| I don’t cuss you out from the road I got sky range
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| Let me say that it ain’t never wise to bother K (never)
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| I execute ya first born son on Father’s Day
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| Disintegrate ya address and lack of love I have for you was never ending
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| So I guess I could care less
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| Your want the mic I can pass it to a hater (uh)
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| A birthday big enough I whoop ya ass with the agrater
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| Slice at a fast pace like it’s a next slashing race
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| Plus so meaner than the lady in a check cashing place
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| It’s a stupid move to fool with me in any situation
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| That’s like choosing a life sentence over one day of probation (fool)
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| I’m focus (yeah) I can’t get out the minute he blink
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| I be sipping on nuclear atomic energy drinks
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| The second I laid eyes on the mic is when the wall broke
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| And when the smoke cleared it revealed miles of war smoke
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| You fraud, you don’t wanna face this mob
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| You went from being hard to working on a waitress job
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| Came around try’na get talked the flow and be dope
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| You wanna learn try this new song I’ll show you the roast
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| You vain rappers are the main actions
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| I’ll sap ya to another world like making (?) re-site his name backwards
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| Me and you are like Crush but different ways I’ll summit (uh-huh)
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| Me I’ll stay around bread and you get cut off from it
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| I pass a Rodger happily
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| I got a twin who was magically born twenty-seven years after me |