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Welcome to my world of hurt, I put in work I got guns that you off of this earth Stand up let yourself be heard, I hear one word I'm just bringing what the crowd deserves
Cause what you want that's we got Once begin, my n**** it won't stop Lock down your blocks lets flood the Now to the world of Mr. X to the Z
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Back with a vengeance, with the business I'm a vet with a pension, a man with a I'm a man on a mission, so around listen This that heavy head bang, you've been missing Go to Defcon one, if you don't I might like a meth lab, there is no rehab B****es need knee-pads, a of some Zig Zags That last Etta James, I'm back let the cage rap Charles Bronson, marksman Heartless, Leave your intellect on carpet I don't really start s***, I just to finish it with a hacksaw, getting rid of it I'm so militant, you so Gilligan, it Heard you the coast on your back Yo, be careful what you wish for, good luck with You be found in your trunk, with your chest collapsed. Relax
Welcome to my world of hurt, I put in work I got guns that knock you off of earth Stand up let be heard, I ain't hear one word I'm just bringing through the crowd deserves
Cause what you that's what we got Once things begin, my it won't stop Lock down your blocks flood the streets Now to the world of Mr. X to the Z
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Made for the masses, out classics after block, when I park so Jurassic(?) Cameras start flashing, everybody Harassing, my d*** with six aspirins That'll keep head tight, back from the afterlife in my hurt locker, built up my appetite You need your name in lights, when I need a mic And I can level any field, like a sheet of ice going down like when you cuffed, and they read your rights I'm going higher, better bail, if scared of heights I'm killing prepare for a sacrifice Roll her a pair a' dice, lounging in paradise n****s want to feed, like a parasite Burn off with cigarettes, I just need a light I been around, seen the press get it shut I'm stadium status, the crowd got to NOW!!!
Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in I got guns that knock you off of this up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one word I'm just through what the crowd deserves
what you want that's what we got Once things begin, my n**** it won't Lock down your blocks flood the streets Now welcome to the of Mr. X to the Z
I'm
A man dies once, a dies a thousand times Your b**** a**es on hundred and ninety nine You only got one more, you better make it Before a lay this hurt locker, to fucking ass Lock chop choppers, shop droppers state to state, until the feds came knocking Call us in the clutch, your shows ain't popping When your hoes ain't dropping, your flows ain't rocking
Welcome to my world of hurt, where I put in I got guns that knock you off of this Stand up let yourself be heard, I ain't hear one I'm just bringing through the crowd deserves
Cause you want that's what we got Once things begin, my it won't stop Lock down your blocks lets the streets Now welcome to the of Mr. X to the Z
I'm