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Intro 1
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Verse 1
if you live I probably fought you, stalked you
Where you walked to at night, caught
got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us
my game is mental
While slow niggas better know I blow
romantic dramatical author
Compatible with the
average New Yorker
A fast talker, like Tony when
he gassed Sosa
The masked enforcer
Out for the cash and the cho- cha
Smash the coca,
bottle it up watch the fiends gobble it up
Swallow the stuff
I'm only twenty- four years old
this is for the heads
Runnin' up in your crib,
Verse 2
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
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Little girls too, this ain't for you it's for the thugs,
Verse 3
honey
hunnid fifty proof no question
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It's too explicit, bullshit
it's like there's no rights
That's why I rhyme so aggressive
the ninety percent
Keep ten and feed Twin half for
personal reasons
The seasons change, things re- arrange,
but I stay the same
Play the game, for the wealth,
thanks to Joey Crack
For the chance to do it my
strictly raw rap
Totally intended for yours
dressed in all black
With the ski mask,
or the pantyhose makin' cameos
In liquor store cameras with
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the twin Calico's
Verse 4
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Parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you it's for the thugs,
Verse 5
honey
you know I'm stickin' you
Liftin' you off the ground, look down,
that's where I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and remember me,
how does it feel mentally
Havin' the enemy be the last
thing you ever see?
The recipe is death and I'm the chef,
fricaseein' your flesh
Be my guest,
just to see they face
Expression when destined to states,
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I'm in the state of grace, in the hated race,
by the angered face
Couldn't fight us, made a virus,
'cause they ain't get me yet
Wet me or reflect me yet,
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I know they comin' they just tryin to let me sweat
eatin' Chips Ahoy
Wasn't allowed to raise my voice,
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No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles,
shorties with forties
Packin' pistols,
I pray there's a better way
My kids don't do as I do, they do as I say,
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'cause daddy don't play
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Parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes
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Little kids, get out of here,
this shits is homicide
Drugs and money,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you
please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too,
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this ain't for you it's for the thugs, honey
Verse 7
don't conceal the truth
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We present real pictures about the positive
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So don't blame the hip- hop
When your seed is learnin'
the real life from us
Do your duty at home and raise your child in the house,
parents
You don't do your job
We gon' put your children to
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bed at nine o'clock
Past your bedtime
Take your ass to bed
You ain't 'posed to be hearin' this shit,
word up
Punishment motherfuckers
By the Punisher,
and Busta Rhymes, hah
Outro 1
Terror Squad, Flipmode Squad niggas
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ChordsDb Cm C G
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