(*Math loses his place for a few seconds*) Yo! Y'all can hear me!? I said if these niggas really get me upset I tell my man, "Grab the squammies, and let's jet" Pull up to where your family rest My man try to hand me a TEC I said, "Chill.(*chk-chk*) Tonight, it's all about the 12 like Danny and Rex!" POW! I show all you niggas how to behave Nigga, I got gunpowder to trade It's more power today You see the flames comin' outta that gauge? I'll have everybody in the core Cajun (Caucasian) comin' outta that Cave! Hold up, hold up. 40 will make ya forehead swell like a floatie You know me If I wanted you dead, I'd get your leader snuffed Two hammers, Timon & Pumbaa Y'all don't see the love? Hakuna Matata, 'cause this'll pick Roc(k) up, and then you'll eat a slug, nigga If Roc is the Gun Bar King, and nigga, you'se his son Then when I leave his prints (Prince) at this murder, he gon' choose to run Beat your feet Fuck gun bars, nigga, I speak wit' heat All you Cave niggas a bunch of Lost Boys, 'cause your leader's Cheeks Yo, Roc, you ducked me! You ducked me in London, you 'member that? It's cool, he wasn't tryin' to lose I should drop him, make Ave pick him up, and help him find his shoes I heard he gave you bars for this match A couple of lines to use? Pacific Rim: to face the monster, they got their minds to fuse But fuck it, who cares? 'Cause if y'all niggas really get me upset. Summer Madness! Y’all know I named this event Well, what’s fucking sad is The two times I took a part of this card, it ended something tragic From takin’ Cal, to droppin’ Jones I ain’t wanna snuff the man To Smack kickin’ me off of this league, y’all gotta understand For me to get Champion of the Night, I cooked up the toughest plan Continue tradition: take this Cal', drop a body, and get them fuckin' bands (bans)! Now, gimme silence 'Cause y'all know my history, I get really violent I was hoppin' out, showin' niggas where my heart at, before the Shiggy Challenge! Let's keep it real! You a lil' nigga, just a lil' bigger I'll pull the trigger and level your frame like a crooked picture It's Brooklyn, nigga! And don't be talkin' while I'm cookin', nigga You think I'm kiddin'? Play.POP! (Kid n' Play pop) I'll drop this fat Ed Harris-lookin' nigga Robin I'm hot right now! Look what they throw me One butt of the.
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