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All you can do is die
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Fuck
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Die nigga
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Yo, you against me, no contest, my tongue
Strong enough to a '64 Impala with 3 adult passengers
And a 4 pound driver
And drown you in less an ounce of your own saliva

face rappers get, stretched like elastic
Claymation characters wit vernacular
Slappin' ya, a white water rafter
Or a Olympic kayaked, paddlin' the Niagara

My afterburners'll be burnin' you
Ya' body already been splashed with acid and you to ashes
Assassins camouflaged in the grass
Leavin' blood all over ya' lady Jackie O'Nassis

I'll fly ya' body Dallas
Perform plastic while we airborne and switch caskets
Then lie to the masses, I'll tell 'em
You got over some East West beef, between rappers

Radio stations'll express their
Play classics back to back and pass out stop the pamphlets
Just imagine, every night ya' girls ya' best friend
While you in hell tantrums

I'll be lampin' in a mansion somewhere out in the
some pretty ass bitch a spankin', nigga you can't win
I'm laughin' you a has been
never get ya' groove back

So even bother askin', Angela Bassett
You'll get ya' ass kicked
Get ya' chopped off and dropped in a basket
My left arms taken but my ones free
That means I could diss another muthafuckin'

Wit rhymes that appear than liquid crystal
My lyrical is more visual than television screen
I fire pistols, hit you wit' missiles
Riddle ya' body wit' holes then watch the blood

Ya probably had no idea what you was gettin'
On the mic, Can-i-bus is
you

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Hey yo, nigga got an attitude
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Yeah, he be rude
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And always trynna' battle you
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last album was terrible

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When on the radio
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He never got a clean
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Yeah, time he freestyles
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His words be bleeped out

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You got the
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Naw, I it was weak
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You got the I said it was weak
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But the shit don't come out till week

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Hey yo, I the nigga's beats
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Yo that shit be comin' out
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Hey yo, that nigga Bis out
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He waited too long to out

To you bitch niggas who talk alot but walk the block, in halter
Left of ya chest, mark the spot
That's where a put it, when I'm hooded
Then fill you up wit big bullets prepare you for some 6 footage

Know is, me and Bis, runnin' through ya courtyard
Creepin' wit a four-five and reachin' for ya knob
Throw a gun under ya chin, see how quick whore rise
One shot could have a slide, right out the North side

Your flow is porkrine, spit the small oints
I'm nasty, but my small grip the bar point
Drop on top of the line, right beside the red one
Keep the flow fearsome, 'til the day my career

Bring it to ya ass if you the challengin'
those, surroundin' the mic, sound of the light
To the Journ, y'all no suitable splitters
True to you niggas, lay you out on MD's, recoupin' ya

Shoutin' my
Ya best to control the noise boy
Or homicide will be all over you poys Polaroids

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Yeah, yo that nigga Journalist busy yo
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I heard he's from yo
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I him in Bis video
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He's so skinny

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Now he's rollin' wit
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I don't understand his shit
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That nigga sounds like an
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Yo, I Jay manage him

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Yo, he got heavy gold shit
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Man, that's some old
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Yeah yo, the niggas that he wit'
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Probably let 'em it

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He got alotta
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No he
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Every time, when I see him in the of the source
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