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You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates

You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate

Run for your life when I'm starting

Suckers are getting turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk carton

Danger, when I rearrange and change a face, ace

You're being replaced by a stranger

I injure, and escape like a ninja

You got struck by a fucking revenger

A bullet inserted in your head, a shot got

Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard it

Fuck around, the price is more than McDonald's pays

And you can sing my blues to Billie Holiday

Put your ass in my path and I'm a blast it

Mind over matter, I burn like battery acid

Terrorizing, sizing up the guys-a

Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a bullet flys in

G's a madman, came from the Badlands

Crush niggas in my bare hands like beer cans

Leaving a gash like the New York Slasher

Showing my inches in a trench like a flasher

You got a problem, I'm a problem solver

Solve more problems with a .357 revolver

Come near you pay dearly

And I can barely hear when you talk so speak up clearly

On a sole role, the golden mic holder

And I flatten your ass just like a steam roller

Pity for niggas I waste

Try to disrespect, get the taste of a neck brace

I got your ass on target

You got beef? You better save it for the motherfucking meat market

Rhymes choke you like a headlock

If a sucker's asleep, I turn his shit into Bedrock

Come on son, get done in

Niggas are running like the redcoats is coming

I enlist punk niggas that want some of this







And what's left is the breath of a death wish



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