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[movie sample] You picked the wrong night to talk shit `cuz tonight I`m a nigga wit nothin` to lose I`m a very dangerous type of nigga` to fuck wit!
[Dreddy Kruger] My Clan is thick like plaster Bust ya, slash ya, Dutch Master rapper White cracker slapper, twist darts like Cappa When I smoke trees, before and after Supreme rapper, jaw tapper Track by True Mast` and John The Baptist, bitch Nuttin` but classic hits from Miami to Bushwick My voice alone attracts mothafuckas in masses Fat asses with glasses, 85% of you hot dogs sound like asses You`re soft like ashes, lookin` funny like rashes
[Timbo King] I`m like straight up Oak, y`all niggas just plain panel Guns from El Salvador, ask Mic Ammo Crossfire, bullets ricochet horizontal Brooklyn Bridge/Verrazano, niggas know the motto So follow the path, acknowledge the craft Swallowed a whole bottle of math since biology glass Grand archery, bow and arrow split your grand larceny Apple on the head, Robin Hood`s robbin` goods In these wild lands, a Desert Eagle in a child`s hand Your style`s bland, my styles blend earth, wind, fire, water You never know, my son might fuck Mariah`s daughter Ill visions of victory without a battle Breeze through tracks like cold winds throughout Seattle Sound travels through fiber-optics under gravel Dominate it`s 360 and it try to handle Niggas try to handle
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