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the x-ecutioners - dramacide lyrics

[kool g. rap]
no doubt
the real drama sh-t

all ya rap n-ggas pay homage
when g raps, spit atomics
when verse crash the earth like a comet
raise a prophet, make hot lava spit out like vomit
we vietnam it, scramble ya brain like an omelette
spling baby link the bomb it, keep you reek n-ggas in bondage
a convicts we allah, then we bomb it
we trom it, it take a terror squad to disarm it
we layin with grenades in our palms, two hours longer

[big punisher]
aw sh-t n-gga you don’ got me started
mama wanted a good boy
‘stead she got a 400 pound r-t-rded
bronx n-gga from the projects
what n-gga you don’t want it, c-ck it if you got it!
you make me sick, f-ckin’ wit’ pun, you’s a crazy b-tch
hold him for ransom, or cut off his tongue in case he sayin’ sh-t
80 st-tches across cheek, 70 more ’cause talk is cheap
a buck 50 even n-gga, that’s regulation on the street

{yo and come on scratched}

“no man can go against me!”

{more scratchin}

“you don’t stop me”

[kool g. rap]
probaly socks soes inside the trenches
closin in for miles to inches, k!llin the distance, enemy flinches
death finces left for kid limus
made mine behind the barb wire fences
crossfire tent winters
saw my man blow, bandana tied tight like rambo
burn a slug make the land glow
n-ggas screamin for medics and ammo
every soldier in your camp go

[big punisher]
me and my man joe got ya back
aka joey crack, ak with the mack, makin my to the pack
everyday i gotta be strapped, cuz n-ggas don’t know how to act
you don’t wanna go the gap, cuz t-squad gonna react
whatta we go? thugs and ammo, by a hundred tons of guns and rambos
just in case you comin commando
i’m a sopranos and corleones wit they own armies
and a couple of morrenos that’ll die for me

[kool g. rap]
hammers a law under the camouflage here to take charge
put a cap inside ya cap and leave a four in your sarge
k!llas are large, my two trade pound gauge will sound hard
for every round sabotage, bodies hit the ground hard

[big punisher]
that’s a pound dog bout to get down and put the work
try the jury but it wouldn’t work, skit but it wouldn’t merk
he gl-ss, no gl-ss, think fast yo -ss too late, m-th-f-cka
put a g-rap is too fast

{scratches}

“act like you want drama”
“kool g. rap”
“big pun”
“x-executioners style”

- the x ecutioners lyrics

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