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The _


Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something


Yo


Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear


It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere


From New Jerz straight talk, america's best


Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at


Y'all amateurs act like hoes affendin us


We're special eders go on tours on banana bus


D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks


Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch


Word to god doc throw more lines then fishin rod


No stars, we're supergod non recouperb-alls (yo)


Buttons is pressed to remove the press


Press a bullshit, my index press a full clip (YO)


Set up cones when I'm firing chrom


I hittin ladies to old men in retirement homes


Dail 9-1-1 runnin gun in the street dungeon


Earth, moon and stars checkin out what the sun done


Suspects change clothes


Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove


Hot to death, cops is vex


I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex


Drive by on the baja


Snatch the cartier watch I


Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"


Doc is like poppy, supplying you grand


So breaka breaka while I turn it to the Shoalin Man








Foreva underground


Nigga duck the mic when we come around


Control hammer like the mighty Thor


Bringin thunda down


Now you're in store for predator


Like refugees I come to settle score


Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw


Hardcore holy war


Hits from the resevoir, southpaw saboteur


Land sharks get they chin checked when I jabba jaw


Time to walk my labrodor


Livin out my dreams, at the same time shatter yours


Code red fill 'em full of lead


Greatful dead live from Hemstead


Tiger Kunk Fu know the ledge


Check the full fledged knucklehead


Clam bread, livin on the edge used to be the best


Jack Frost sniffin at your nose, get your Suddafed


Rap Cheech and Chong, me and Red official budda head


Off track like O.D.B., I'm too black


I'm like Zoro, I mark a Wu, sign your back, motherfucka








(It aint even a question) This side niggaz too hardcore


(It aint even a question) That side niggaz too hardcore


(It aint even a question) In the middle niggaz too hardcore


So what cha, what cha, what cha, want (What cha want?)





(It aint even a question) Def Squad niggaz too hardcore


(It aint even a question) Wu Tang niggaz too hardcore


(It aint even a question) Def Jam nigga too hardcore


(Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up) So what cha, what cha, what cha, want?








Yo stomp wit the big dogs


Sick dog lurkin (Roof Roof)


Doc bradshaw, behind ball plant and steel curtains


Denver Bronco fan, glock squirtin


Brick city, stering wheel hurtin


Prepare y'all fast car for lane mergin


Hasta manana, y'all crash like that Yanna cock block into gramma


Got cock in Atlanta, rockin P.P.P. Bandanas


While we fuck 'em on camera


It's too late to plant bate for my click to fall


We dodge boobie-traps and pitfalls and thick fog


When I tee, LA ride, "It's y'alls"


Website couldnn't find a site wit macintosh


On John Walsh


America's Most, aim for spots to put more in a terrier coat





Uh huh, we speak for the unheard


Caught in the matrix


Sound from the subbasement, "Spread the word"


Like uncureables from dirty bird, beyond basic


John Wu these fake niggaz, give 'em replacements


The thrilla of a park killer


Bubonic plague any M.C., that swear he illa


Inject the dufus wit the lupus


Yukmouth rhymes that leave him toothless


My filled fly and filled groupless


Observe the record, livin out my name Repid


Study man and all his methods


And through his ethic, learn to expect the unexpected


One step ahead I, return like Jedi


Three hours behind your punk ass, catchin a red eye


First class but cooler than coach, murder he wrote


On the wall of the bathroom stalls shittin these quotes


"Fuck you all"


Scaredy cat kid, duckin these dogs


You don't like us, then we don't like y'all. Lick The Balls!


Be easy, speak easy


This one be off the heazzzaaaayyy


Like my pubic hair, black and greazzzzzaaayyyy











(It aint even a question)





Caution


Warning


Overload


System Overload


All Systems Ready


Enter voice authorization sample



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