been one for the punch ups But look I really hate them Nazis A certain something starts to wind me up How could I hate them of so violently? When two swords
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da eight to find more cheese And I found out Cars make more dan weed I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend Richie get, two
dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chromeI remember when We run, Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend Richie get, two
and...Alchemist..Alchemist..Alchemist... Got an axe in the duffel bag, couple of fags, Stuffed in the backseat, muzzled n gagged, Wrapped in bubble wrap, two
on yell, I was dusted with all my bangles on Shoe rings clusted, shorty Black, he was there, this is my nigga Check the bullshitty, Jap' China man He threw a sword
One, two, I'm 'bout to set this off, like this Hip-hoppers, check it Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why?
stand on a distant planet Skyline of red plateaus Strange air and vegetation You're a winner! Welcome to the Space Olympics The year Thirty Twenty Two
(Intro) One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
this *** since ninety-two Look at all the bull*** I been through So-called beef with you know who F*** a few female stars or two And a blue light, ***,
ready and willing I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings Pulled out, to my man, look out Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here Seventy-two
For sure, the cream of the planets... resurrection Verse Two: A prophet, raised among black disciples and Vice Lords Who don't give a fuck about mic cords and nice swords
So keep your ears glued listen to every ??? Tokyo city's one place that we toured Four to connect plus two makes a ??? Sharper than a wilkerson razor sword
Oh my god...Oh my god !!!! ah ah ah aowww!!! [Verse One: Method Man] Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture closin down the sectar supreme neck protector
Call us gorillas in the myst, raunchy vocalist Your code name? Doc, whats yo' name? Hot nix Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' their dicks? Yo them same two
with keys Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed Motherfucker please, it's my block with my rocks Fuck that hip-hop, them one-two's and
locked down now, how long he gone? Oh, that long? How the hell'd he get time like that Three strikes with posession, aw, he ain't comin' back He left you with two
Yall fraud ass niggas, tape me reboard ass niggas Gun bigger than sword ass niggas Now enter in the ring gun drawn, makin moves like pawns Two at a time