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