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[Intro: Shyheim, (Lil` Vicious)]
Tune your voicebox up (Yo, yo, yo..) (Yo, Shyheim man, I think that nigga jealous when I seen him) Twenty-seven warrant squad, Wu-Tang Killa Bee in here (What`s up? Kill nigga with the ice cube) (What it feel like?) Yea, yea, yea (If I said, betta dust him) I swear for real, that story`s over son (Come murda with a straw) What? (Indian) Come on [Shyheim] Fresh off American Airlines, first class-enger You behind the curtain like the 57th passenger Why you wackin up? Faggot Standin in the front and can`t back it up Me I`m spectacular, rock a Avi` and a durag and mack a fur, shorty with the phat ass I`m splashin her, her man thinks he a thug cuz he in Attica She deep throated my piss without me asking her Suck the blood out my dick like Dracula I cause a massacre [Chrous: Lil` Vicious] Don`t miss the Grym Reaper Blood`ll run outta dem face and drip `pon dem sneakas Sick me knife ina dem chest, I still a ram it deepa Absolute, foreva creepin through ya window So me sing, melicious, sound bad like a Freddie Cruger Attack some pussyhole wit me German Luger See me neva say somethin bout wha, attack dem youths out Neva know me idolize Castro from Cuba [Lil` Vicious] Bounty hunter wit gun `pon me shoulder Disrespect de Killa song, and get told, uh Shyheim, dem neva know murder-a Have me gun, hafta ta shot dem, gunshot, move back dem [Shyheim] What`s the verdict? Guilty, how many times I`ve heard it Shyheim should be locked down and murdered I`m too dirty for detergent, so fuck Tide I bring the drama, ask your honor, my rap sheet rhymes Queen, posession of a number, stabbin niggaz knives Observation, direction sales, 20 dimes B.I., take care of mines, and never wear slacks Word to Big L and Sacks, y`all youngings`ll get clapped By this Big Pun, mad guns from the back of a Ac` Fuck the movies they at, on the screen I react Parlay, where the trees at? Burn somethin Keep it dirty urine, pigeons say I`m fly, I reply "Who you tellin?", got so much game need my own cartridge and an office, take `em through a journey through my mental forest Regardless, stay bombarded To American Express, ghetto game, I charge it [Chorus] [Lil` Vicious] Keep it on dual lock, gangsta dem `pon me gun Be the police, gangsta, pack machine gun Shot up, informer, put in mind daddy grown Gangsta and dem guns spar it out Where dem man? Don`t be shot me, dem can`t say gangsta Gangsta, don`t bet, no baby soldier So ya betta watch it and hear what me say Got Shyheim killin people in a week or day cuz [Chorus] [Outro: Shyheim] What the fuck, nigga?
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