キー: B minor
Verse 1
I'm chewin niggas lyric
So highly Mecca Nas a nigga
died and measured
The inevitable beyond the ever
so this deadly technical
Scribes get revised in
hit precise double sight
Take light through the crypts at night
Spark pathetic brains and meteorite
Seven heaven verses the seven wonder,
lyrics of thunder
As lightning strikes snakes
out from under
Cloudy men drips,
sinks Niles of fine mist
Worries startin to give,
land for the tales out the crypt
Of the dark, dead senses,
gods of heavenly business
to find the eclipse
'Cause you couldnt mind your business
But when it came to this rap,
You should've vacated the premises
Make way for a chilla, guerilla,
down low killa
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Verse 3
Verse 4
your groove
home alone
Blowin' wit the chrome, nigga
dynamical maestro
Sparked and fully
hydroed my team of psychos
Sell it higher than the Eifel Towers
Seconds minutes led the hour,
Spittin bibles,
They think we forget the dream
My aura sheens like morphine
in your veins
Pastors saying can you and your crew,
in the jungle of sin
Deeper than, Sunn chosen others frozen
From the explosion, my opposition
Protect my team of demolitions,
Like some chicken heads on the ground
Bite the trey pound for foes
that want to get down
Me and my clique sharpen the sound
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Verse 6
Verse 7
master shit check it
Hell Razah raise from the dead
black Lazaris
Hittin ass to this on King Sols mattresses
Bust your gat to this,
make sure you hold it accurate
John the Baptist this dip
you wit the fish
and told the truth
You better try a video
shoot or get the boot
From BK to Beirut we shuttin
down groups
what's the use of havin your troops
if you don't put them to use?
Y'all rappers couldnt blow if
a windy storm produce
And sung a kiddie song and wore
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a Power Ranger suit
Play the earths flute just before I execute
Next up
Verse 8
Verse 9
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Aiyyo Meth lock it down like LAPD While you proceed to cut the mustard,
I cut the cheese
Mr. Freeze givin cold
shoulders to mcs
The sickest of disease
Johnny Blaze at three hundred
and sixty degrees
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My PLO stees is from
Guerillas in the mist swingin from
the highest trees
Bombin enemies
See me in the global war being all
that I can be
Camoflauge fatigue,
in sinkin
20,000 leagues beneath sea level
Adjust the trebel on that thang
thang got your shovel
Can you dig it? Keep talkin
Lady sings the blues get
the street news by the way
Have you heard crime pay?
Hit your block like that lava that
felt the shot around the world
We unstoppable like Juggernaut
baby girl
Armed and dangerous treat militia,
Ill make you famous
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