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swifty mcvay, mr. porter, the kon artis
i told you we wasn’t leavin, c’mon

i come from a jungle with a trunk load of punk hoes
muzzle this animal, f-ck with mechanical
gun totin’, hazardous, cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
and the pope couldn’t prevent me from sh-ttin’ on n-gg-z

fitted caps get blew back like bad wind, imagine backspinnin’
into a casket, it happens when b-st-rds try to act masculine
a h-ll raiser, i smack the skin off your man’s face
so fast, it’ll leave acne on my hand when it land

placed in a cl-ss where professors came to school
with smith ‘n wessons
just to teach us a lesson, had that -ss hangin’ up with the flag
parental discretion, i’ll send you a video
with me naked, havin’ a session on my urinal, respect it

when you kill in the night time and claimin yo’ innocence
i’ll be waitin’ ready to ak you and yo’ egg bene-d-ck
usin’ yo’ b-lls to play tennis with
you’ll be in some sh-t like flies and f-ck the witnesses

motherf-ck n-gg-z that doubt and thought we wasn’t killin’ sh-t
whatever you want, we providin’ it diligently
pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
dumpin’ on opposition in the streets or industry

motherf-ck n-gg-z that doubt and thought we wasn’t killin’ sh-t
whatever you want, we providin’ it diligently
pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
dumpin’ on opposition in the streets or industry

you was born, i was hatched, but you came out deformed
i have nuts of a horse and you ain’t got no b-lls
come runnin’ with tec-9’s whenever n-gg-z would call
bang bang bang, bang bang, shoot up cl-ssway halls

i don’t give a f-ck who you call to come
you came with thirty n-gg-z, i only came with one
that just goes to show you how much scr-p a n-gg- got in me
you gone off henny, that liquid courage drivin’ you

into these situations you in, don’t get that ‘purple pills’ sh-t confused
with us bein’ cool, up here singin’ ‘my band’
i’m sure you see these little kids cryin’ over me, man
they’ll do anything for a f-ckin’ autograph

so say that sh-t loud enough out of the f-ckin’ crowd and
i’ll show you the meanin’ of die hard fans
saddam hussein who sews, who radical act
a mechanical bomb attached to my pelvis

that’s what i mean by get, back, i mean get back
or find your head detached from that mitch-ll & ness
so find your spinal cord, uh uh oh, i digress
i guess i’m just too fresh to finish that line

motherf-ck n-gg-z that doubt and thought we wasn’t killin’ sh-t
whatever you want, we providin’ it diligently
pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
dumpin’ on opposition in the streets or industry

motherf-ck n-gg-z that doubt and thought we wasn’t killin’ sh-t
whatever you want, we providin’ it diligently
pump double barrel wherever we go willingly
dumpin’ on opposition in the streets or industry



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