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[Intro:] Check it out, it's the lunatiic Domo, uh about to blow for the 9-5, 9-4 check it out. Got Big Pretty in the house. Rollin' 6-5 for Tunes representin'. C'mon. Check it out. [Verse 1:] Fuck that mother fuck that like this So how many niggas wanna get hit with the fifth Black gats I pack lunatic always stay strapped Now you will get your wig pushed back The lunatic Domo is all about danger 6 in my clip and always leave one in the chamber Pain I'm givin', bad that's my livin' A ill nigga that flip on your moms if she bitchin' The pressure pushed you know I deal I'm not a cowboy Keep a ice grill you never see me on some smile shit Bacdafucup, watch out, no it's not the Onyx It the Domo comin' through with a bag of chronic [Hook:] Tonights the night and me and my crew ready for WAR [x3] Tonights the night and me and my niggas ain't playin' [x2] [Verse 2:] Watch me get witty I'm terrific Fantastic I'm high as hell what's why I stay high and splifted Letras de cancionesI be an ill Runnin' Rebel I'm evil I get 7 demons in my body just like the devil I kill like Raid, jam like the group shit called Jade Plus I flip and blow like grenades I flexed I press like Prince So if you fuck around I'll have your whole face filled with dents I make them jump like frog, I'm chillin' with niggas like the mob I'm keepin' it real with Def Squad But I"m the mad Domo got the shit that might blow your mind tho' If you wanna roll can't find those Other mans with skills always bet broken If you fuck with my your legs will be broken But I'm no joken, lye is what I'm smoken Motherfuckin them bitches I'm pervocin' [Hook] [Verse 3:] I rip the rhyme on stage on the regular I flip it just like the man who plays as the predator So parlay kid I'm about to ridiculous Even funky bionic man can't even get with this Yes I'm the man the number one challenger Hit you so hard I'll knock your birthday off the calander (boo-ya) Back in the days when I was catchin' wreck And now a threat to any ass nigga wanna step (a-yo) So c'mon c'mon, come and bring the drama (what?) My crew is gettin' open from a fat bag of smoka Yo the shit that you buggin' have you goin' psycho Hit the skins with Jamino N-E-O-N Went toe to toe with Michael but yo The beef is on word is born word to your mother Word to life I bet you get that ass torn I got my niggas (yo) and my niggas know how I'm feelin' I'm crazy I'll even fuck they lady in the G building Peace to Mr. Curly now we curly and mo And I'm a blow and I'm a blow and I'm a blow, word is born [Hook x2] [Outro:] Peace to Pillow Productions. Check it out word the mad domo got griddy From Letras Mania