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big al – get ’em all lyrics

[verse 1]
this is my supersonic head watch
shootout, the red spot
the first thing i’d hit was a shiet to make your bedrock
lock and load, i give headshot
my glock still runs ’till your head pops
if you dead, it’s props
’till the feds out, then it’s dead cops, on the same spot
i p-ssed the f-cking p-ssage just to get that b-tch to me
but we all know that them hoes are hoes, so i can’t get the b-tch out for free
as long as i’ma stay on my spot i look aggresive
’cause i’m try’na send these words but these b-tches don’t get the message
is this what you want
put it in the back, full of stack, can’t fill up the trunk
you ain’t got the racks, to fill out the match for you punks
so i rap until, the crack melts on you junks
cut the cr-p, you won’t last to p-ss all your faults
so it’s back to make y’all bones snap to the bars
i’m back to backpack, your -ss onto mars
don’t be wack to sellout, your cr-p ’cause it’s far
blinded by the things that blings in the light
when i’m mean, i sing to the the world to give me life
got it big now i’m supposed to live my life
but i can’t forget the fact that i was workin’ all night
i ain’t gettin’ the papers, i’m still doin’ favors
but at least i’m not the one that borrows from your neighbours
co-signing for the dream team
and i’m all up in their face, so they might as well print-screen
greater than dons, hated on
for the deals that was layed on my arms
the times is now, it’s about time to ring the alarm, you got it wrong
i can twist the world with the pen
and the brain on my palm
it’s going on i’m on fire just to burst up
they all talking but they flip my words up
where my aviators at, i flip my birds up
y’all know i’m on, i deliver straight murda’
something you should’ve known
i’m on it for weeks
as i step ahead of the throne
n0body’s looking over me
b-tch, so stand back (so stand back)
’cause you couldn’t blow a thing
and this song ain’t f-ckin over to the fat lady sings

[hook]
i’m switchin’ diamonds into gold
freaky women up and down on them poles
let them know what you do
i get ’em all
i k!ll ’em all

[bridge]
this the time of the year man
i feel like the man of the year
but this time imma take it further
cuz i dont give a sh-t
all yall talking
all yall barking
but this time imma make it cuz i dont give a f-ck what you say

[hook]

- big al lyrics

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