capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and die You right back like a maggot on my dick
s more like it! Wizard of words when he he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah go ahead little
right let's keep the bombs going like we lit a stick Of dynamite now you know you need to follow whenever you hear the god spit, Aww shit! You see me
s paws like you pissed him off talented with the tongue muthfucker you aint gotta lick in yours hittin? licks like I?m robbin? liquor stores makin? cash registers shit their draws think you spit
Talking shit, ain't worth a lick You wanna bark, then you'll get bit, woof Blow the roof off like an atom bomb D-Loc to Johnny Richter's like ping to
left my mama I'm a rolling stone just like him, word to Johnny Trauma (??) Keep my entourage with me, baby I'll make a promise There aint nobody as bomb
left on the farm" He was a kind, unhurried man With a heavy lip and a steady hand But he loved me just like a little child Like a little child loves a little
laid like tracks Break it down like that With stacks of profilactics Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo [girl moaning in background
more like it! Wizard of words when he he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah go ahead little
t playin' in the 9-Tramp From the Ace to the 5 we peelin caps back to the fact Bustin raps is kinda cool Gettin' paid for these rhymes all the time don
One got me open I got to spit some shit I'm just going to let it loose like yo: [Verse 1] Success, I strike gold like Eureka My rhymes scare niggas they shake like
stopper, bomb dropper real survival chick Rock wit my click or I can rock it alone Shine like a Tahoe, baby, sittin' on chrome Relax your dome, so I can spit
he left my mama I'm a rolling stone just like him, word to Johnny Trauma (??) Keep my entourage with me, baby I'll make a promise There aint nobody as bomb
know your range, beg your pardon Starv like Marv, I'm on the job First rob and ?slug? mothafuckers licked the knob Be like that, when I clap back time
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