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A tell me what's name?
MC
your alias?
I'm the Prince of the
your thing?
I ain't playin' with your ass
So boy what'd you
I go, here I go

Bitch I'll back slap or back stab that kidnap a whack rap
Bring it if you comin' to rap
Your arms to short, your legs to
I'm the shot shit off of deputy dog
it in two and true so do
By I can take you and you and you and you
Straight like Kerri Kittles
head bob very little

Gooder than a whole full of skittles
Evil feedback when I turn on the mic
I'm the spritz that has to you open your sprite
No fight no war no you all ain't ready
When see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty
Enough to go around, you know how it go down
In house uptown big throw down
Out of control from bag wood back to New Orleans
If make you feel good that's what you can call it

What's your
Mac, The Don,
What's alias?
Shell shocked
What's your
Murder, murder, murder,
Nigga what'd you

Who it? I play the plug you play the socket
You all got your pieces lets cock it
Now how I get your knock and lock it
You all niggas fail so now you all tryin' to it
My formula's trill these fake ass niggas are
niggas with them ill times are rockin'
He and cocked it suckers are toxic
I'm all about what's fallin' in my
I'll be the one they share that cock with

Your just that nigga that wanna shock with
You never hit it told your niggaz you did it, you ate it
Laid and masturbated
Take them fake wood strips off the of you ride
'Cause real niggas their war on the inside that's money with pride
She'll shock we on the block niggas Fiend cocked in 98
We more figures and triggers we be murder, murder too
So my money or have my shit
And oh tell your little to stay up off my dick

your name?
F I E N D
What's your
I'm Mr. Get It On
your thing?
I'm the one call the shots
What'd you
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp,

I'm the decided miscontortin' to fire on me
Bringin' you extra and jeans favorite style's sareen
Mr. Get It On Jones I noticed I didn't drop the
If it's on then it's on mister stay up the zone
I rollin' on some chrome Mr. Bad Ass nigga
My class can kill you I'm a mad man killer
Warnin' no can turn you to thugs and drug dealers
So the fuck up nigga expect me to be discrete

Well you bitches beneath me like athletes
You have beat a handicapped
As for me I the art of MC
It was all before BC see me?
Close your eyes and hold breath that whore pushin' that store
Cuttin' on over to death
Bet you are set for ghettos soon to be junk
Got lyrical up, I'm Mr. War War

What's name?
Silkk, The
What's alias?
Mister!
What's thing?
I'm a man nigga!
Nigga what'd you

Mister hang with real thugs mister's real
Mister shoot blanks mister shoot real slugs
I never feel shit except from the ghetto and I don't love
Nigga I'm out there pissed without this I see a club
Nigga what? Mister hit your block hit your spot
Mister you better duck the fuck down or Mister's shot
Come on come with me and get me
I'm gonna find you some I drop flies that hurt the same time

I hit the horn man tries to hurt me
Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me ends
turned nineteen look nigga I got me a Benz
You know me see that nigga gonna with the rocks in his hands
He ain't worth a cop just to his rocks and then ran
I check my last year only got better
So cold now if it's hot I can rock leather
Mister ain't NO L I M I to the T, that's me

What's name?
MC
What's your
I'm the of the South
your thing?
I ain't playin' with your ass
you say?
The man's here