| I make ruthless records consecutive
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| Disconnect your wig, wet you in your living room
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| Disrespect your crib, spit fire at you
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| Pop pop, cause your body to ooze
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| Bill, anything I spit’s uncle Howie approved
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| There ain’t no justice and there ain’t no peace
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| These mean streets are like the evil dead eager to feast
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| Soul chasers will leave you diseased, what you get dealing with creeps
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| People sleep until we cause the desert eagles to speak
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| There’s no love and no loyalty left
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| Learn ya lesson, the hood shot rich porter to death
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| Only the hood die young, rest in peace to Jam Masta Jay
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| Biggie and Pac, and all the rest who passed away
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| I’m like an animal, trying to survive
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| Striving for a better tomorrow, the world’s full of terror and sorrow
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| Tears drop from a little baby boy or girl
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| While the push of a button could destroy the world
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| It’s a overkill, no escaping this we raping this homie
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| It’s a overkill, expose to nuclear radiation
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| It’s a overkill, push the chromosone chromosplode
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| It’s a overkill, peep the overfiend overload
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| Hit you with the nine shell in your head like Kleinfeld
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| My mind’s swelled, I laugh at it like Seinfeld or Larry David
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| Then blast off like Larry Davis
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| We carry bangers and air you out like airplane hangers
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| I rock 5 star general status, projects to Paris
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| At the Hilton sticking foreign objects in Paris
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| I’m very paranoid tell me what they asked you? |
| Splash you
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| Nuke you like fast food, splatter you when I clap tools
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| I keep it simple like grass roots, attack troops
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| Ghetto gorillas in track suits, wet up your whole shit like a bathroom
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| I catch fools slipping and hit 'em with capsules of blow cause cash rules
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| The truth newport carton junkies and street trash, wheat grass
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| Customers cop hundreds of weed bags
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| Yeah I was chosen to kill those who are smoking the krills
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| Sold it to you out the old seville, yo you know the drill
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| Go overboard, this is Ill Bill the overlord, go to war
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| I approach you with a trojan horse, entire armies are slaughtered
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| Explosions of gore, soldiers fall, hot enough to cause your bones to dissolve
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| Go through walls, Let the don use it, mix it with orange juice and abuse it
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| Throw your guns in the air and lose it, gangstas and goons with uzis
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| We underhanded money, rubberbanded the son of sam, son of man
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| People too stupid to understand, I’m the host with the most
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| Travel coast to coast, rolling like nostra coke, when I post the toast
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| Leave you wetter than PCP dispose of folks, loced out leave you with holes
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| Your clothes are soaked, you fucking shithead your thought process is idiotic
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| It gets worse blow a hole in your head, leave you retarded, look at you know
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| Stupid fuck see what you started, I won’t stop till all of are dearly departed |