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Destruction terror and mayhem
Pass me a.....


[Koopsta Knicca]
Look in the eyes of this mutha$#&@in' wise guy

I got the nine on my side
But let me tell you why
Inside the blackness of the skies

Lie the $#&@ein' robbers
Can I call it off you got the dope
You got this !@%!e right on ya

How could you speed with the street sweeper to yo chest
We had to spread
Aw yeah but guess what happened next

Me and my six ^!$$%s had to rip them temples in
I didn't want to kill 'em
But I filled 'em I ain't bull%#@!tin'


[DJ Paul]
(*##$es when we see ya we gonna get'cha

We @@#!in' 45's to yo temple
Let the bullet hit'cha
We ain't gonna stop

Mark my word
Ain't no shootin' in there ever
Enemies ain't birds

All this medicine done made me crazy
I'm starting to lace it
I should've stopped a long time ago

But I was lazy
You sissy son of a (*##$
You need to turn yo self in

We want'cha bad in the south
The quicker you pay
The quicker the payment be


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[Juicy "J"]
It's about 1'oclock AM in my hood
In my set 4 deep in the steamer

Gettin' high
'Bout to we me a mother$#&@a up
Aftermath when I blast

Leave a mother$#&@a bucked
Layin' down in the grass
^!$$%s acting like they hard

Pullin' cards
But they fake
^!$$%s claiming that they bad

Looking mad for they trait
Talk down on a playa
But they smile in yo face

We gonna ride on you fools
Get away without no case


[Gangsta Boo]
Hoes killing me softly
Trying to put me to the test

Give me a $#&@in' reason just to snap yo neck
I be the one with flow that's hurting all you hoes
Late night

Creeping (*##$ at your boyfriends door
Never be out to playa hate
Strictly out for my riches

I ain't got time for this %#@!
Cause it's money over (*##$es
Bustas be telling me to leave

^!$$%s stay out of mine
Who gives a damn what you think
(*##$ I'm prophet for life


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[Lord Infamous]
Never take her for the reasons of a killa
Six dimensions
Let the ammunition take you through
The darkness of the solar system

Malice murderers of many men
Multiply incisions
They certain their vision
Get them percision and death permission
Best believe

I keep them over seventeen
Up in any magazine
Cuaght the wicked packed
That fool is jacked and catch a casuality
Having the capacity

To try to pull a strap on me
But Infamous is coming with the mother$#&@in' stack of the
Teflon plated served peala'
I do not recommend $#&@ing with Scarcrow
^!$$% got you making tons of enemies

Triple that much in artillery
Showing no love for not anything
Popping yo head to the butcher swing
Polish the blade on the guillotine
Put that (*##$ out his misery
$#&@ a hoe out the galaxy

Infamous with a fatality
There's no way you can imagine
Bodies stacked up on the battle scene
Living pyschopatheticly
Scarecrow terror Tennessee

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