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Yeah! That all mighty amazin', ill, highly contagious Kamikaze south 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 pipe but 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 niggaz not settin' a trend We never listen to them It's like tryin' to take a piss in the wind Letras de cancionesMy home team doing 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 stets in my sound Hittin' you hard from - every direction Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg! Yeah..... Give it here, and don't say nuthin Just give it here, and don't say nuthin .....Cut the check Give it here, and don't say nuthin Nigga, give it here, and don't say nuthin Yeah, Illadel! Home of the original gun clappers Out on the wrong corner your shit'll get spun backwards You got the fool wanting the rules, enter at risk Or your own nana'll keep a gat under the mattress Shorties running reckless from Philly to Texas Suprising what niggaz willing to do to get a necklace Some emotions felt better left unexpressed at times Niggaz' crime record longer than a guest list Yes, I done seen things you wouldn't believe Seen people reach levels thought they'd never achieve Silhouettes waiting in the wings ready to D Thirst decise or need at least a buck to breathe C'mon! Stick up kids, they be out to tax Most times they be sticking you without the gats I'll still be on the grind when it all collapse And if it's my worst bar then I'm a take it right back nigga Yeah, it ain't nothin' like I rush I get, in front of the band On stage wit' the planet in the palm of my hand When a brother transform, from anonymous man To the force, crush whoever mighta thought I was playin' I'ma flame some, sentence the shit, the cold twist to slang Thicker than big boy baby, mom, sister pain Beyond measure, relaxed under pressure You see the master piece, but to me it's unperfected Give it here Geffen Records, I'm off the handle Cut the check, and yo it better be as heavy as anvil Next joint comin', all bets is cancelled Nigga black ink, red was a G financial We finna have the whole industry at a stand still See me put the system on lock like can pill So get wit' them endorsements, and call reinforcements Cause my click come a full sizeable portions From Letras Mania