Lyrics [Verse 1 – Black Thought] Yeah! That almighty amazing, ill, highly contagious Kamikaze SOUND splash like it shot from a gauge Until your body sound clash Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant – foul rowdy Reed PIPER deed tight, disposition keep on flippin Keep em playin they position Keep makin the people listen what I spin Put em out on a limb Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leakin out of the pen Y’all fake niggas not settin a trend We never listen to them It’s like tryin to take a piss in the wind My home team doin visitors in, yo don’t test em They all standin close to the edge, so don’t stress em Now who the type built to last? It’s no question, the Master! Villain in Black wit no STETSON My sound hittin you hard from every direction Your head and shoulder area, your midsection dawg! [Chorus] When the SNAKE on the ground with his nine on THE line, with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin Thailand. Give it here, and don’t say nuthin’, just give it here, give it here and don’t say nuthin’ When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, gettin down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. Give it here, give it here and don’t say nuthin’, Im sayin give it here and don’t say nuthin’ [Verse 2 – Black Thought] Yeah, Illadel! Home of the original gun clappers Out on the wrong corner your shit’ll get spun backwards You got the FOREWARNING, the rules, enter at risk Or your own nana’ll keep a gat under the matress Shorties running …
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