Tom: Ab major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Aiyyo, I'm hard to talk to
If you live,
I probably thought you stalked you
Where you walked to at night
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Caught you then tried to extort you
Verse 2
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New York niggaz is trigger happy,
got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough
For both of us and I
Verse 3
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There it is, plain and simple
Like Jigga, my game is mental
While slow niggaz better know
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I blow their brains out they temples
Verse 4
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I'm into black magical torture
Romantic dramatical author,
compatible with
The average New Yorker,
a fast talker
Like Tony, when gas whores
I'm the masked enforcer
Out for the cash and the cho- cha
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bottle it up watch the fiends, gobble it up
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If I roll up, you do what?
Swallow the stuff
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I don't give a fuck anymore
I'm only twenty- four years old
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And I've already broken every law
Verse 6
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I'm horror core,
this is for the heads
Runnin' up in your crib
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Knot if you still hot in under the bed
Verse 7
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Yo, parental discretion advised,
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you,
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it's for the thugs, honey
Verse 8
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Hey yo, my shit's the truth,
150 proof, no question
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Parental discretion advised,
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keep out the eyes of the youth
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It's too explicit, bullshit,
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I challenge the statistics
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Violence existed before our music
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it's like there's no rights
That's why I rhyme so aggressive
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and bring every message to life
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I fight the power spite
the power the 90 percent
Keep 10 and feed twin,
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half for personal reasons
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The seasons change, things rearrange,
but I stay the same
Play the game for the wealth
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until I've made myself a name
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So blame it all on the gangster rapper,
thanks to Joey Crack
For the chance to do it my
Verse 11
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I ain't a actor so it's all facts,
strictly raw rap
Totally intended for yours
dressed in all black
With the ski mask,
or the pantyhose makin' cameos
In liquor store cameras
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with the twin Calico's
Verse 12
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Yo, parental discretion advised,
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you,
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it's for the thugs, honey
Verse 13
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Yo, parental discretion advised,
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
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this shits is homicide
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you,
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it's for the thugs, honey
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So forget the boom, one look, you shook,
you know I'm stickin' you
Liftin' you off the ground, look down,
that's where I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and remember me,
how does it feel mentally
Havin' the enemy be the last
thing you ever see?
Verse 15
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The recipe is death and I'm the chef,
fricaseein' your flesh
Be my guest,
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but I ain't cleanin' the mess
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Me and TS, we testin' niggaz faith,
just to see they face
Expression when destined to States,
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that death be in the case
Verse 16
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I'm in the state of grace,
in the hated race, by the pagan face
Couldn't fight us, made a virus,
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I paint the wake 'cause they
ain't get me yet, wet me
Or reflect me yet,
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I know they comin' they just tryin' to let me sweat
Verse 17
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I wreck it like when I was just a boy,
eatin' chips, ahoy
Wasn't allowed to raise my voice,
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No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles,
shorties with forties
Packin' pistols catchin'
bodies
Verse 18
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So they say,
I pray there's a better way
My kids don't do as I
do, they do as I say
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'Cause daddy don't play
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Yo, parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes
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Little kids, get out of here,
this shits is homicide
Drugs and money,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you,
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it's for the thugs, honey
Verse 20
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Yo, parental discretion advised,
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you,
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it's for the thugs, honey
Verse 21
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one thing about MC's is that
We don't conceal the truth,
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we present real pictures
About the positive and the negative,
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so don't blame
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The hip- hop when your seed is
learnin' the real life from us
Verse 22
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Do your duty at home and raise your child
in the house
Parents, you don't do your job we gonna
Put your children to bed at
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nine o'clock
Past your bedtime,
you get your ass in bed
Verse 23
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You ain't 'posed to be hearin' this shit
Word up, punishment motherfuckers
By the Punisher and Busta Rhymes,
hah
Outro 1
Terror squad, Flipmode squad niggaz
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