| So we’re gonna stand on perimeter
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| We did have some shots fired right down the street on us
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| While this was goin on, so we gotta set up a tight perimeter
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| We got the streets blocked off
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| To make sure we don’t have any drivebys on us
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| Other than that, the operation went, fairly well…
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| Who told you that? |
| Rolled through, BRRRAT
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| Old to the new, no school holds the hat
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| Custom tailored fitted, head stayed same size
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| Big since first born, well spitted game wise
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| Same guy, same disguise, sick aim eye stare
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| At thick dame thighs, click claim prize
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| And the lucky contestant was sent
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| A whole year’s supply of buckets of yucky excrement
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| Digital format, provide the ROM
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| Riot calm, flow was like a roadside bomb
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| Flipped the Humvee, impact was limb-numbing
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| Cameraman wig back, gunner screaming INCOMING
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| RPG, rhyme propelled grenade
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| Time to yell, scramble for cover in the shade
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| Bright as the midday sun, then it fade
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| Darkness come quick, some run and get sprayed
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| Rot dead, hot lead, it’s rainin
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| Left 'em with they brains kicked in with they trainin
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| Dragged the remains into the open by the bootstraps
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| Dogtag attached to explosive human booby traps
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| Where’s air support, ears ringin, mortars whistlin
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| Bloodshot vision, afterthought: abort mission
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| Too little too late, as the last man gushed
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| Took no prisoners mushed, rap ambush |