Stop as I drop bomb Blow up this place like Vietnam I'm like a Holyfield blow to the dome Back up son now me room, give me room
I set it off like this, don't it up I'm all up in you till you can't get enough I'm hard to the bone you want more I up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your you know the time So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm get mine I roll up on you Eastwood I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm through your neighborhood
I spreads butter Parkay Real with the flow and even when I parlay Do you feel and check the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land through the hood I know you're gonna use a Track like all up in your eardrum So pump the E.Q. and let the hum
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We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to start a and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy like Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart
Go and it I think it's time to wreck it Here I come again with my stuff, so let's it I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with you can savor
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and light joint The like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good in
Get with a style I be using, and no dissin' And here's a quick I carry a Smith and Wesson Listen up and there'll be no confusion Now addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the I'm here to tear it up And if you can't get with it, I don't give a So run to crew and tell them I am here here is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible]
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We gets like Prozac Hype enough to start a and illy has a heart attack We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart
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It's the funky rhyme killer, the dope song Get your ass back, before you get in ya Funky killer, the dope song thriller Get ass back, before you get caps in ya Funky rhyme killer, the song thriller Get your ass back, you get caps in ya
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