("Them bitches swear they fly...")
Hahha
Now everytime I grab the mic I always start shit up
Sharper than your double-edgerwatch me cough shit up
Live and directrespect it to the underground connect
Pah!! I m wreckin any MC you select
Yo Eload me in your gunlight the flares
Give me forty-eight barsand I go out like gays at Billy Bear
Wear and tearI m wreckin for the Bricks is where
Jump in my way and get your body splattered everywhere
Conjunction junction what s your function
It s that nigga who s so swift I could lose a compass
Step into jamswith seven niggaz in a Land
And forty motherfuckers in some fucked up caravan
Drop the farenheight back down to zero
Bring Heat to the streets like I m Pacino and DeNiro
Raw dog materialgrand imperial
Talk to my shotty niggamy ears ain t hearin you
So take heed to what I m saying
Cause tonight s the nightand me and my nuccas ain t playing
Now do I look crazy? Derangedmaybe?
You shot firstyour glock burstbut it graze me
Now time for lyricsput up your guns
And watch me get this shit hoppin like the West was won
Got that lyrical chicken feedfor all chicken heads
Crowd your Rap City committeelike I m [Big Leads]
Most bigger than them Melendez brothers
You need Cochran when you re fuckin with Judge Red
Put your fingers up if you love hash and cash
I been that way since Ike Turner was kickin Tina ass
Hookers ridin dicklike I m a motorcycle
You wanna shine bitch? Let me simonize you
I make sure your vision blurtill you don t know what occurred
Until I black out every nerver
Foul women get served as chicken head hors d ouerves
I drop your tops like your heads was convertibles!!
Hahif you still look up in the sky I m still high
All the way live like Lakeside
Wann die? E (whattup son)you got this beat pumpin
The way I feel niggaz ain t leave until they up in somethin
Pack my dutch like the niggaz in the county
Dayroomsstay tunedfor Doc Illuminati
Up around them big butt freaks is where you find me
(Martini and RossiAsti Spumante)
So take heed to what I m saying
Cause tonight s the nightand me and my nuccas ain t playing
To my people in the backif you re not the wacksay
Don t stopthe body rock
To my people in the frontif you re tokin on bluntssay
Don t stopthe body rock... aoowwwwwowwwww
I m too strong for you to listen
I started spittinthat s why the brick niggaz be lickin
They stay on magazine written equipments
And lyrics I got em by the shipmentwhere your bitch went
I m smokin leaky out the Lec-yfatal
My Squad steps with the ultimatumtrue dat
My muzakmove crowdslike down the hill moved crack
For those who stepped on toesI want my shoes back
Buddybringin money to your girl
for your little daughter like I m Cutty
Twenty dollars a pop to dub meI bug Gquote it
I see you notice how I leave microphones corroded
Hahahahahayour staff not up to par
You rawyou re more like Zsa Zsa Gabor
Call deep niggazkeep the gas pedal floored
And I pump the funk to keep a room and board
*record scratchesrooster cackles*

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