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Uhh God, uhh, what we gotta do son!
Y'know hu tI'm sayin' Word up! Make millions fam!
No doubt! It's only for the takings son
Matter of let me get some of that beer son
We drunk all shit, hey yo!

44th Side convention, Queens connection the Bridge be
Any party that we step in get heady-up
V S O P immediately, bent Rob then out son is evident
We stash cream, fulfill my dream

Ice 'reams gleam, love throughout the whole team
Dominate the game, let's have a rule,
No conversation, all ya good confrontation
You hesitatin, ass spittin, that's bad

For the game nigga, get out the
You waste space, substitute here's the
We deface, the smile off ya fuckin' face
Tainted taste, send ya home to vacate
Get your shit together plus your mind

Yo my empire strikes with the of poisonous snakes
My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that stakes
We pull off a stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team downstate
Dreams are growing over and my son'll great

Little man I'm to enhance your mindstate
The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill
The one me was of an even more trife
My understandin, I'll raise you precise plannin

And put you on to the whole of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow thru plans to live
Me and my lil' getgo, any man to stop us he get wet-o
He couldn't the snake bite, there is no hanky

Don't you put your hands too close and try to
I won't at you I'm goin for throats
And when you feel my 'cha sing high notes
I you from deep and then you got cut throats

My formula I life do or die
into the eyes of a deep wiseguy
Prodigy turnin' niggas to
My protege I advise ya ass to way

way for fully-auto gun spray
You're small prey, easily bait and trap yea
This man is mad scientist-half sane
Creative rhyme like poisonous cannabis

Here take a toke of this daily rare
Overpower y'all, tiny like locust
Like sunlight a magnifying glass I'll focus em
Burn a hole straight ya brain and leave ya open
(Oh shit!)

And let the soak in you start sweatin' a
And goin' through convulsions from shit I write
Leavin' stuck, I let spit
up in a web of a nigga that's sick

I'll wrap you up in cocoon, you up in the midst
As dangerous as risky business fuckin' with
Contender number one I put you on top of the
You're the best challenger so far give you this

But peep this, what? Fatal that soloplex
Man down, now who to go next?
Like Monk monk orders to chop necks
I a message to my whole clique to bomb shit

Atomic, no time for shit
We and it's time for Vietnam bit
Ya whole alliance single handedly bomb-ded
Take heed to the apostle's warning up!