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(Verse 1) Rock
Words from the great Don Rocco, Kindness is not weakness
Not knocking your bitch ass bloody is not easy
So when your ass fall to the asphalt just remember
Its your dumb ass fault that all
Comma comma cameleon, change up. come back run up on em, and kill em
A wonderful feelin’, next ta gettin pussy. imma getchya pussy
Niggas is cookies, imma monsta, rockness a wookie call me chewbacca jublocka blocka
Bitch dont push me. No star wars no celebrity death match
Well bet that celebrity sket clapped. Who said that? huh?
Rock filthy but not guilty. I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless ya’ll kill me
Really, fuck all that top 5 mc shit bitch. Im the best MC that empties clips
Lets go!
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Somebody gunna die i can hear it
Somebody ’bout to see somebody’s spirit
123 resuscitation clear it, and you are near it
Somebody gunna die, I promise
Any questions concerns or comments?
(verse 2) Law
You want fame, go and leroy dance
I fold niggas, i and i ain’t talkin b boy dance
The Great Houdini, my magic is bad
Go to the funeral and Saw the damn casket in half
So i cassette tape around you mouth and hands
Not memorex im talkin’ ounce and grams
Certified gutta, ask about ya man
Walk in your hood and make niggas bounce and scram
Use my apex this is unsafe sex, you can stay stress
Like waitin results of aids test
Amazed yet? This is done without days rest
Ace your H. lace like my pen through pages
Hell summer time, Snatch the cover of your stumbled mind
Give my pounds like the button on the nine
Stop at the drop of ten cent, the get cut the fuck up
Like a body builders convention
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6 million ways ta die, Choose one add Sean Price, thats like 6 million and 1
Im sick iller then guns drill ya ta kill ya for fun
Nine-millimeter knocks the meter off your sun, my gun dumb load and short
I will shoot up your back and fuck up you lumbar support
Listen, shoot up your tires. shoot up a tirent
Don’t shoot yourself like duke from he giants
I might shoot a nigga for sayin’ my name wrong
Next time get it right, mutha fucker im Sean Price
Cretited felon, Two time loser. One more strike its life
Damn right i’m the shooter
Buddha bless bless budda da sket shooter
Blam blam the luger you red like ??
Cript the rapper original gun clapper after i rap
Nobody should rap after i clap ya
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