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Don't get close [x2]Fire from the flame from the depths of hellWhen I grip the microphone I tend to rock wellBurning like the rays that shoot from the sunThe title taker back breaker, coolin to the maximumI get respect with the dollars, that I collectI'm livin large, in massive charge, in full effectYou say you're broke without knowin, who owes yaI do shows from here to Nova ScotiaRippin shit up, tearin shit up, and still chillingFriday night at the box I make a killingThe individual, soloist, from the West coastAnd I'm advisin you suckers, don't get closeDon't get close [x4]I'm like steel... harder than a muh'fuckerYou mention Loc it's known, not just another suckerCreative mind think clear with no discretionPower of the brain made rap my total professionDemonstratin, as eyes, are vindicatedYou are relatin but later you said you hate itLike a cobra, I strike at any timeAnd then it's over, as soon as I bust a rhymeYou are silenced wonderin, "What's going on? "Letras de cancionesAnd then I chill, until the break of dawnDuellin, to maintain the West coastBut I'm advisin you suckers don't get closeDon't get close [x4]My rhyme is like Boo-Yaa but it's not dopeAnd I'm the type of MC to make all, lose, hopeNever faded or close to being tradedCheck, some of the songs that I've created"I Got it Goin' On, " "Cheeba, " "Wild Thing, " "On Fire"Got the rest of my pack to make a sucker retireStandin brave, the one true soldierYou know it's whack, because Mike told yaAnd I'm pricin hard like TysonRhyme so sweet no need for no icingStrapped with the gauge and lyrics are the triggerWhen I perform the ego's gettin bigger and biggerA crowd rocker and I'm the one you choseAnd I'm advisin you suckers don't get close(Don't get close) I ain't pullin no punchesAnd if you get too close you might get yo' assKnocked smooth the fuck out (don't get close)I'm here the only one runnin things out of this campAnd ain't nobody superior (don't get close)To this brother right here - and I'm gone, y'knahmsayin? From Letras Mania