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solomon childs - who's who lyrics

[intro: solomon childs]
yo, uh, you already know
that’s right, you know already, you hear me? (go ‘head childs)
you hear me? is my mic loud enough (that’s right)
i’m talking to you m-th-f-cka, you hear me?
get ’em, f-cker…

[chorus 2x: solomon childs]
you ain’t that swoll, m-th-f-cka
and anyway, the nine sh-lls’ll deflate you
besides, you know who to front on
you know who the f-ck’s who

[solomon childs]
when i was young they used to call me toucan
i smell war, n-gga, these cowards gon’ have me force the hand
this is real hip hop, shoot up your mtv making the band
my steelo a hundred grand, dealing with pot n-ggas
call me the baker’s man, bomb in the crack of my -ss
l1ck rounds like the taliban, move on the marked vans
thought you reigned forever, i spoiled your plans
you ain’t hard m-th-f-cka, i leave you where you stand, gatling island
slaughterhouses, been bout it, been getting cream, you b-tches
i had the slugs hit you off your crutches
the j.o.’s exclusive white and mustard
the flow’ll leave you fl-stered, gargling your lungs
and staple a ransom note, to your little boy’s tongue
broadway and henderson, landmark, childs
already a landmark, i let him fly in broad daylight
as well as the dark…

[chorus 2x]

[outro: solomon childs]
don’t step too close to me, cuz i ain’t playing
don’t act like you can’t catch one in your ribs, cuz i ain’t playing
don’t act like i won’t pop you and your baby mother, at the movies, i
ain’t playing
don’t act like the sh-t is a game, n-gga, i ain’t playing, playing, f-cker…
n-gga, i got this n-gga, turn my f-cking back, m-th-f-cka
b-town, n-gga, slaughterhouses, k!lla mob
blood…

- solomon childs lyrics

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