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sunz of man - flame throwerz (2 be an expert) lyrics

[intro: prodigal sunn (timbo king) {killa sin}]
straight up, bloodthirsty on the block
(royal famous, sunz of mansion, killarm’)
yo we gotta live
{recognize real, my nigga} (word up)
respect due, it’s that chamber
{it’s these motherfuckin’ vets in the house}
these bloodthirsty killers, bloodthirsty
we stay high, live niggas, timbo king
{comin’ at ya}
live live niggas

[verse 1: timbo king]
click click, watch the pen hit the back of the bullet
eight shot clip, trigger+happy, ready to pull it
danger, lettin’ off heat
we don’t trick, we click, we don’t treat, we defeat
crushin’, flames burst out, blowin’ the front piece
semi+automatic handgun, you want beef?
aim, fire, possession of a deadly weapon
gunpowder gets my gun smokin’, you gets to steppin’
direct ’cause i’ma penetrate through your skin
rip your inner body up when i be travellin’
bullet holes are left ’cause your teflon couldn’t hang
timbo king, one in your head, bang!
[verse 2: 60 second assassin] evacuate like iranians from out of kuwait
fast, you niggas ain’t nothin’ but a backache
can’t even stand up straight, now watch me evaporate
any chemistry, a biggest bad memory old or new school recipes, ain’t tryna to see a g
remember me? 60 sec, diamond needle killing stick
potions up, down and sideways and dropped three+feet tai chi balancer
of this rap game, ain’t what it seems
backwards, forwards, incomplete, yo, it’s already too late
situation, not enough time for patience, i do it right now
seconds away from the streets and money for the takin’
niggas catchin’ football numbers ’cause the god’s daily stakes for the jakes be in your face
and sing the silver dollar song it be a hit, 12 rip one
$50 worth of shit if you be shakin’ ya fists, then i guess so, son

[chorus: killa sin w/ prodigal sunn ad+libs]
yo we came from labs and snitches to stabs and gitches
yo some niggas caught stitches on the road to riches
now we rock stones on wrist+es, stackin’ up bitches
that’s them niggas, the wu cats be actin’ vicious

[kung fu samples]
“wu+tang” + “protect ya necks.. you can defeat my students”
“wu+tang” + “protect ya necks.. you can defeat my students”

[verse 3: prodigal sunn]
call me the fire from the flame thrower prodigal sunn, code name: noah
brolic rhyme soldier with the heart of jehovah
keep a gat in my black folder, and that’s over
kid, i’m high off the green in october, drinkin’ motors
never undermine the sunshine, one time
i never dropped nine and never copped swine
shoot a cop in his spine, tingle, mingle with some bitches
from the beaches of brazil to the isle of port of riches
that shit is delicious, i stay vicious with the desert eagle
message is legal, somethin’ for the people
y’all niggas is a feeble, a bunch of fairy blueberries
our crew never scary, that’s word down to mary
[verse 4: killa sin]
yo, yo, i’m verbally abusive, my ’92 darts’ll roast your new shit
you fuckin’ with a loose click that’s hazardous for real
faster than steal, blast niggas, smashin’ your grill
faggot+ass crab, i’m like a jackal after the kill
pass me the mac, we stay discrete, we hittin’ your jeep
we let the tools peal until they dumped their guts in the street
if somethin’ ain’t sweet, cinder blocks’ll rock you to sleep
yo, it’s impossible to spot me with binoculars
you creepin’ with an option less fleet
better stop all that monotonous speech before my fists and your opticals meet
forever stay real, screamin’, “fuck whatever they feel”
i’m like a lower scale, niggas tryna measure my skill
this wu+tang, motherfucker, ain’t shit gon’ change
except for the rims, the rza and my physical range

[kung fu samples]
“wu+tang” + “protect ya necks..
you can defeat my students”
“wu+tang” + “protect ya necks..
you can defeat my students”
“never use it to attack first, only in response to an attack”
“never use it to attack first, only in response to an attack”
“i think.. you can be an expert”

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