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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Black male hard MC
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Rap record slave a
brother on the scene
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with a machine gun and
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Wanted a half a million
for the body alone
Two million for the microphone
Verse 2
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If you see him dial 5 dash slayer
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A hotline to the
governor and mayor
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He's armed wit ammo a
weapon that's mine
All black in rap strap tech nine
Silencer clipped,
check the rip on the sneak tip
Verse 3
The boy's about ta flip
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Manslaughter
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Manslaughter
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They call him manslaughter
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Verse 4
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Code name MD, rappin fanatic
No short taken, black Asiatic
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Hit man, keeps my belt unbuckled
Book a look on my grill with
no signs of a chuckle
Or laughter, cause my name ain't Casper
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The Friendly Ghost,
but I smoke an MC if I have to
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Quick fast like Alakazoo, Alakazam
And I'll be damned,
'cause my rhymes slam like Bam- Bam
Rubble, partner code name is E- Double
It's those hazel green eyes that
keep my man in trouble
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Girls ride the tip, brothers on his sac
I had to change my name to Bruce Wayne,
also known as Bat-
Man, and grab the bozack wit
this hand
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Verse 5
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As I slay ya manslaughter
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Manslaughter
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They call him manslaughter
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Interlude 1
Manslaughter
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Verse 6
Mad man fully strapped and I quote
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Don't flex, last chump who did,
he got smoked
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Undercover, not D- T but E- D
And wonder why you're spinning
my records on thirty- three
I'm the original, never did crime,
I'm no criminal
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No static, pack a forty- five automatic
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Black cat strapped in rap,
holding my Johnson
Walking the streets,
a vigilante Charles Bronson
As the beat kick,
face his plate on the M1 done
Style's sharper than the blade in Shogun
First suckers disrupt the
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That can't count one two three
I manage to damage,
I roast the whole membrane
Insane, like a basehead doing cocaine
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I kill a farmer, plus his daughter
Verse 7
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and this is manslaughter
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They call us manslaughter
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They call it manslaughter
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Manslaughter
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Verse 8
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As I stare deep into the mirror,
I could only resort
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To a hardcore gangsta,
penile train of thought
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You're stomped out, you're beat down,
you go big top shit
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Run your trunk jewels or get,
pistol whipped
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Cause I'm too swift to slip or miss
a stitch on my rap hit
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Sleep on a sucker and you
still can't get with
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Me bro, wit this flow and
I don't know Judo
Verse 9
Gunflow is my style, say this
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There's no time to dance or
romance with a nuisance
Play ya like a puppet to put
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Then off you go to the rap rat pack
Be stripped of your mic,
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punk on your head we stamped bozack
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That's what the doctor ordered
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Take two of these, dead,
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man slaughter
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Verse 10
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They call it manslaughter
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They call it manslaughter
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Manslaughter
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To the farmer and his daughter,
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