| To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
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| Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
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| My enemies heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
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| You do dirt in the rain, than your name is mud
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| Major love to thugs in the back of the clubs
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| Strapped for what? |
| TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
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| Laced up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
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| Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked, intense cut
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| ]From Leatha and Uey, verbal gymnast
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| Volvo, physical fitness, over tracks leave statistics
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| Tripped into the realm with chrome shines like sunlight
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| Half of my life is right, the other half is a gun fight
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| Uptight jake harassin for college satisfaction
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| 101 question askin in back of the paddy wagon
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| Sadly, tragedy happen
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| Lost in captivity, imagine me happily clappin
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| Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal
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| Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno
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| Crack my fingers on pianos
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| I torture you with orchestra tackle on your back, the jackel
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| No time to react, combat, flyin scrap metal
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| Kamikaze degrees, cherry instant fire, live wire
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| Dunn, rock it til your knees drop, over tree tops
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| Collosal current enforcin, outer bridge crossin
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| One foot first, is the rebirth, the crime arson
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| Caution, furnace flyin, deserters try to black ball us
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| Over the face of the Earth’s surface
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| The heat is heatin up, demon from the east wing
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| Hitman’s bullet, leave you barely breathin and barely seein
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| A critically blaze, biblical plague in amaze
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| Riddle the box, smmothered in cops
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| Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the blizzard of rocks
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| A space invader, laced with lazers and with omega weapons
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| Magnificent 7, this cannibal mouth, gangsta spectrum
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| Form an animal house, fume at 11
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| We shell shocked, we burn hotter than a meltin pot
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| Your skeleton drop, as your cells start to pop
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| We dwell on blocks, while you cats held my the cops
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| Blow fire from you tops, your expired by the shots
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| Hot wired by the watts, exterminate ya, terminate ya
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| War displayed by the real niggas
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| On his wrist saw the spiral, glass hand
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| Last man to eat tracks like you straight up, hit up a white dude
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| Jean jacket, Austrailian gats, Mediterainian raps
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| Play the back with the joint on his neck
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| Who feelin this? |
| Thugs love this, we way above sea level, love
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| Check out the glove, stay bloodied up, plug this
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| Verbal hygiene, the Golden Arm, plus niggas stay warm
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| See ya out in Mexico, we implantin The Swarm
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| All niggas snatch money, watch the sweater, criticize my Fila
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| Sneakers cost cheddar, with the heat out
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| Brolic, extra large, dynamic, crack your ceramic in half
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| Go against The Grain, we feedin you math
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| What up? |
| Niggas call it high-tech, big shank reign
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| Straight out the kitchenette, jums in the set
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| Before I go, analyze all money go
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| Yeah, you seen him, a 6 double O, rockin bummy clothes
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| Bloody Red Hook, money and crooks
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| Get out my face with them funny looks, ya better off studyin books
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| Let the weed burn, they brain dead, I feed em the worms
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| Y’all be actin up and showin off, in needin to learn
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| You know the sun shines as the Earth turns
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| Nowadays is the ghetto germ, knockin off whoever concerned
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| I dip your brain in the blood of fire, prophecize like Jeremmiah
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| Turn a crowd to a choir, hot wired space ships
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| Fed niggas who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the Crypt
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| Raise the dead out the realm with a 6
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| Overwhelmed by the smell of the clips, gun smoke, shots hit
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| We surrounded by Hell and politics, bulletproof or hollow tips
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| I’m the silencer on the loudest clip
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| The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put of curse on whoever major
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| Snatch the belt off the heavy weighter
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| I be a Swarm alligator, slap niggas way across equators
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| When the dare try to flaunt they paper |