调：F major
Verse 1
Back up in this once again
Back up in this shit
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Managing Wolfpack, what up? Uh
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My nigga Rasheed Eastside
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A .K .A. Dread Ho, let's do this
hang when I aim that thing
And in one bang I rearrange
a skeletal frame
you ain't finally descended in this sin city
You rich on the mic,
but in real life you ain't worth ten pennies
To tell you the truth,
your little roof been on fire too long
Sitting vision pictures
in which I bring live through song
South pole flow's been cold since I came out
I can take aim, spit at your flame
and blow the whole damn thing out
so don't bother askin'
me how my day went
Places I dwell,
and rush him to jail
I've been fathers, matter of fact,
go get your daughter
She seem harder,
but the keen odds have been
seen
Clean through it like spring water
My team's large and I get
headfirst into the marver
him and hide him
That's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna smoke him
him and choke him
him and toss him
That's any nigga fuckin'
You couldn't see me if I
was broadcasted weekly on TV
In 3D on DVD, CB or through CB
I stay calm and drop Vietnam
napalm bombs
The Saddam or the slums with guns
Brand new hell spawned
Delusive us, stupid future do execution of
The future bruh
Any mic I hold you refuse to touch
My style is nuclear,
I come at em and come at em like a
What do for defeat
when you beef
with any crew from the east
May it be from the north or the south,
you foolin' the streets
Your head already gon' be hurting
before I let loose with the peace
When them shots cease,
I can reach inside my boots to release
I put you on mute when I speak,
it'll make your mouth hurt
if it don't knock you out first
Get out of line one time
and you'll find my crew is all about dirt
I kill you on Wallaceville
and dump the body on Southhurst
he make me wanna rob him
and hide him,
that's any nigga fuckin' with me
he make me wanna choke him and choke him,
that's any nigga fuckin' with me
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he make me wanna off him and toss him,
I resort to violence
when you fulfill low shit training
requirements
You oughta be silenced,
put aside for your early retirement
I go after men with a fat syringe
Overloaded with a pack of
blood -borne pathogens
Lackin' sense, laughin',
he ain't know it, but he been gone
Sufferin' from an acquired
immunodeficiency syndrome
I brush off my shoulders to the lint gone
And your family just gon'
sit home gettin' stoned
Keep trippin' on what went wrong
I get wicked like cricket,
increasin' pain inflicted
And watch those who say
they got a lock on this game and pick it
Once I open up, you get broken up
niggas know what's up
When I bust, I just go coconuts
they runnin' like track stars
ridin' in all black cars
You don't wanna see me stranglin'
your ass in the backyard
him and hide him
That's any nigga fuckin' with me
kill him
smoke him
He make me wanna choke
to cross him
He make me want to off
Y 'all don't want to fuck with
the black house
Know what I'm saying?
You don't want to fuck
with insane asylum productions
Don't make a nigga slide your
ass across the street, nigga
That's any nigga fucking with me
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