Stop as I drop bomb Blow up this place another Vietnam I'm heavy like a blow to the dome up son now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, give it up I'm all up in you till you just get enough I'm real hard to the bone you want I up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get I roll up on you like I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your
I spreads butter like Real smooth with the flow and even when I Do what you feel and the skill I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Rollin' through the hood I you're gonna use a Track this all up in your eardrum So the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
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Go and check it I think time to wreck it I come again with my stuff, so let's test it I'm cool the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor Freezin' up the mic, I hit you somethin' you can savor
No slippin', no stonin', I am to the point So hit the mad ism and light another The easy like stylist with a when I'm kicking No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a grip in
Get with a style I be using, and there's no And here's a quick I carry a Smith and Wesson Listen up close and 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 your crew and them I am here This here is for the people, yo
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We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to start a party and has a heart attack We gets crazy Prozac Hype enough to a party and illy has a heart attack