| I’m down to commit offenses
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| Looks like it’s coming down to you getting hit with wrenches
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| Been considered bitter since I was sitting on benches
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| Selling nickels and dope caps up in my dentures
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| Dipped with a fade, my sick adventures
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| You could have got ripped with a blade
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| No respect for you chicken wenches, I’ll spit in your face
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| Since fifth grade, we’ve had victims afraid
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| We flipped everyday in the projects the object was beef, Everyone’s sick with
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| the plague
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| If I don’t receive respect
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| You can’t believe you’ll leave breathing correct
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| Bleeding with a meat cleave in your neck
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| You wanna see evil infect people?
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| You’ll see illegal crimes done like medieval
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| Until death’ll lethally inject
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| For Crooklyn, the major reason I rhyme’s
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| To stab your mind like a razor between your spine, jux 'em
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| You feel you need to diss?
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| You’ll get your penis kicked and beaten with sticks
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| Till you bleed when you piss, deep in the abyss
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| Watch ya fucking toes kid, you might get piped
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| Gatted and sniped, your brain splattered aight?
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| Keep your lips zipped kid, you might get knifed
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| Elbowed and sliced kid its Necro aight?(2x) |