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Uhh, motherfuckers, shit is real Bout to set this shit off The remix Amazing, nine-five Yo, I'm living life tremendous, stupendous, horrendous Got no time to sweat other niggaz agendas Get in that ass like diapers run with snipers My style is back and forth like windshield wipers Nah papi, exposed like Hard Copy Cause your mentality's sloppy I ain't leavin you fuckin heavin I'm King like Stephen, vandals murderin niggaz for breathin Big ups to Stretch and Bobbito Got steelo, my niggaz incognito I ain't puttin down the glock until they free Tupac Constipation put the niggaz on lock I be the bomb and then some, you lose and win some Reggie Bureil assassinate the drum Blazin L's until my rails fuckin shrivel like a raisin I'm so fuckin amazin (Hey yo O, make them niggaz bounce) In nineteen eighty nine I was sixteen In pursuit of the cream, my favorite jam was the Microphone Fiend Letras de cancionesI was young, but like steroids I got my weight up Late nights a nigga stayed up Writin, perfectin the perfect technique I used to listen to Texas Pete every week I sacrificed a lot of shit for this hip-hop In ninety-five yo my shit is bout to drop I live for the streets, I swear I never change over But yo, I still gotta get this Range Rover Comin back on that ass like reincarnation Murderin niggaz like Alien Nation (so what you sayin?) Yo, I'm sayin! (Hey yo, hit me with that third verse) Now the third verse is twice as ill, as the first two portions, baby abortions, no distortions I stress niggaz out like poverty Commit strong arm robbery, your girlfriend's slobbin me Attention niggaz this is a threat and a promise I put that ass on ice like Debbie Thomas You get cut off short and abrupt for livin corrupt I know 3 Boyz, that'll fuck you up! So like Kurtis I'm bout to Blow The backwards flow c'mon niggaz you gotta know I'm the E-the-C-the-N-the-E The-C-the-S-the-I-the-N-the-M-to the fuckin-O! From Letras Mania