| Behind closed doors we go to war, all out
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| Hereos turn bitch and have to crawl out rich
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| to fall out snitch to switch to out of bounds shit
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| Flip, knock the wall out
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| Danger, niggaz is prone to clear the mall out
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| What is a scorpion? |
| A animal that stings, shit
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| I’m like a bat with blood comin out the wings
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| You should never in your wildest dreams
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| shit on a nigga who resides in the borough of Queens
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| Strong wicked, in the Lex on the celly
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| Now you gettin fucked without the K-Y Jelly
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| How I made it you salivated over my calibrated
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| raps that validated my ghetto credibility
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| Still I be packin agilities unseen
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| F’realla my killin abilities unclean facilities
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| For more than military tactics obscene extreme confidential
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| My exterior serene with the potential of a killin machine
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| Ex-marine you drag queen, we tag team
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| Queens finest the alliance defiant we bag fiends
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| The FUCK you lookin in my face for nigga?
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| I mace mics and then lace the bass with figures
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| Decapitate his ass, smack him, slap him in the back of the truck
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| Exasperate the life of his man and then pack it up Cut off his hands and send his girl multiple finger sandwiches
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| If she manages to damages, put her in bandages
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| The amateurs — bananas is the unaninmous way we choose to live scandalous
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| Even with doorknobs you couldn’t handle this
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| Pharoahe’s the host, the audience, and the motherfuckin panelist
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| My mic’s equipped with laser sights so that the man’ll miss
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| Never you Devils, my level’s that of a high evolutionary rebel
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| Third rock from the sun to me is only a pebble
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| You comin with the corn shit that get forwarded
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| like bitches lickin clitoris in a porn flick |