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  • "The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
    A.O.T.P.
    "You can't **** with the"
    [King Magnetic]
    The ultimatum ain't debated, ain't the same as when you waitin'
    For someone to keep their word or the paper from a payment
    Ain't negating nothin'
    I can break their front and take it from them
    Wait a month and take a pump and make 'em want to make up somethin'
    Take an up and coming artist
    Or classic figure
    If you see me reaching out, it's to smack a *****
    Melanin scheme is telling 'em squeeze, shell an MC to breeze
    Ease G's
    Felony three on melody schemes
    They selling them dreams
    DMX is Nelly to me
    Tellin' 'em please, just leave
    Before I have to swell a person
    It's no question/Kwestion like playing the accapella version
    [Des Devious]
    Look I said it before, shouldn't say it again
    But in case you hard of hearing look you and your mans
    Can get it in the worst way, run when killers thirsty
    For a lame and his blood
    Sweep it under the rug
    Just like it never happened
    We professional fighters
    And I ain't talking about scrapping
    I'm talking pistol grippin'
    You know the rest, no need to, stress how my ****** live it
    Just know we go so hard, for doe and lavish livin'
    And since I had my taste can't find nothing that's better
    Ridin' high gripping wood, ass on the softest leather
    Are y'all some scary dudes?
    Man I ain't afraid of you
    Murder you, crack a brew and watch it on the news
    [Reef The Lost Cauze]
    Get stabbed by the cuts on the Kwest beat, respect beef
    Marty McFly ****, get knocked into next week
    What does the future hold? Bullets going through your clothes
    My ****** is all large like a Jewish nose
    Hold more arms than a hookah bowl
    Y'all ************s ain't been nice since the Eagles won the Superbowl
    Check your stat books, get your rat hooks
    Out my rap books, biting-ass ****** get your snacks took
    You in the scrapbook scrap shook
    Y'all ****** think beef is what these dudes type on they Macbooks
    I'll smash your Hewlett-Packard
    You ****ing doofus rapper
    A.O.T.P. ******s, it's the newest chapter
    [King Syze]
    Catch me in the street dressed pretty as hell
    But when it comes to these raps I get gritty for real
    Knock 'em out the box Syze
    I spin your **********ing head counterclockwise
    Y'all ****** is not Syze
    You full of **** like a pa pa
    Labels better cross them T's, dot them I's or them shots fly
    Pass the Master, have to blast you
    Chokin' the track like please excuse the asthma
    Please excuse my French, **** the Spanish
    Talking ghetto language the hood can understand it
    I wrath of God Satan, **** the apostles
    Army of the Pharaohs back ready to rock you
    [Vinnie Paz]
    Vinnie ****ing smash your jaw
    It ain't nobody rapping half as raw
    I was writing rhymes over loops by Stacey Lattimore
    Guess you wondering what Vinnie need all the assassins for
    Guess you wondering if I'm a communist or fascist boy
    Shoot three at you and push the rock like this was basketball
    Chop your body up in little pieces with my plastic saw
    Y'all need to overstand the jux is real
    I run with ghetto boys/Geto Boys and I ain't talking Bushwick Bill
    If looks could kill then y'all would be kaputs for real
    We drink your blood and hang your body up on hooks of steel
    I push the pills, call me Vinnie the psychiatrist
    And y'all are gonna have to see defeat/feet like a podiatrist
    [Celph Titled]
    In the dice game you say I won't place those bets
    That's like saying you know the Wu, but call that dude Ghostface Deck
    I leave your whole face wet like you got hit with a water balloon
    The size of a propane jet
    Altercations all took place and no police was involved
    If I'm beefin' we ain't greetin', I'm deleting you, pa
    I keep my **** in a jar
    And roll it in a Philly wrapper
    I'm A.O.T.P. so I roll with Philly rappers
    And will kill a rapper
    Don't believe us? Try us
    We the illest out believe it I'm not biased
    At best you're a rookie
    Your show's like a Catwoman audition
    Cause we'll see who plays the best *****
    [Planetary]
    It's the ultra (ultra)
    Magnetic like I'm seven foot
    Outsmart your art of rhyme though I've never read a book
    Off with your head, you shook in the corner shiverin'
    Delivering a dosage of the most potent Ritalin
    You must be kiddin' *****, this ain't no Kid-N-Play
    More like N.W.A.
    **** you kids gonna say?
    Hola Hola aye
    Oh God hold my trey pound
    You rap clowns sit around in broad day
    Broadstreet Bully rap
    Yo Kwest you took me back
    To the scuffed trees and the Champion hoodies in black
    I blacked out
    Snap in a packed house
    The gallon of Jack's out
    Des got my passed out
    [Apathy]
    You can't take the word on the street from a bird on the wire
    And you'll never hear the truth in the church of a liar
    Real men converse, you prefer to conspire
    Give it a year you'll be the first to retire
    We don't roll with snakes, we curse a pariah
    You're mad at your people over earthly desires
    You don't believe it? Just peep the verses
    Presidential, we roll deep as secret service
    [Crypt The Warchild]
    Too many ****** claim they O.G.
    But most of them won't approach me
    Catch me everywhere, my ****** like to play low key
    I'm mostly surrounded by apes, gorillas
    Out of a broken home so they label us hateful ******
    Never take a nation of mills, it takes a killer
    On medication chasin' their pills with haze and liquor
    Bad lieutenant in a black whip, black shottie
    Dragging a safety net only cause we catch bodies
    We act snotty and rap godly and clap loudly
    They don't want hardcore cause they fags probably
    I don't make **** to make you want to paint a canvas
    I spit fatal language only to cause pain and anguish
    [Journalist]
    Don't bring drama to the old-timers
    When it calls for a time and you catch Alzheimer's
    And turn into Carl Thomas
    I'll pack a Lama
    Separate the lions from llamas and alpacas if I pow pow at ya
    Ali bumaye
    Zoom by clappin' ya
    Wound guys, the room guys, moon by massacre
    Verse so raw I'm trying to tell ya
    I'm salmonella poisonin' these boys in the path of the craft
    Lean on the Craftmatic
    Paralyzed from ass to your calf
    Half radish for half of the cabbage
    Five and a half hours, dime bags is sour
    Get twisted, ****** get high as the Comcast tower
    Lifted
    Like a dumbbell, inhale, your lungs swell
    Whiff of the piff bury the gun smell
    Either you run well, the shells stick in you like a thumbtack
    Pistol clip you like a thumbnail
    Won't get caught for a thumbprint
    The lawyer eat the case like roast
    Deploy you and your boy, ain't payin' one cent
    Hide your charms
    Firearms, will rip through the bone and the marrow
    It's the Army of the Pharaohs
    [Scratching]
    "The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
    A.O.T.P.
    "You can't **** with the"
  • "The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
    A.O.T.P.
    "You can't **** with the"
    [King Magnetic]
    The ultimatum ain't debated, ain't the same as when you waitin'
    For someone to keep their word or the paper from a payment
    Ain't negating nothin'
    I can break their front and take it from them
    Wait a month and take a pump and make 'em want to make up somethin'
    Take an up and coming artist
    Or classic figure
    If you see me reaching out, it's to smack a *****
    Melanin scheme is telling 'em squeeze, shell an MC to breeze
    Ease G's
    Felony three on melody schemes
    They selling them dreams
    DMX is Nelly to me
    Tellin' 'em please, just leave
    Before I have to swell a person
    It's no question/Kwestion like playing the accapella version
    [Des Devious]
    Look I said it before, shouldn't say it again
    But in case you hard of hearing look you and your mans
    Can get it in the worst way, run when killers thirsty
    For a lame and his blood
    Sweep it under the rug
    Just like it never happened
    We professional fighters
    And I ain't talking about scrapping
    I'm talking pistol grippin'
    You know the rest, no need to, stress how my ****** live it
    Just know we go so hard, for doe and lavish livin'
    And since I had my taste can't find nothing that's better
    Ridin' high gripping wood, ass on the softest leather
    Are y'all some scary dudes?
    Man I ain't afraid of you
    Murder you, crack a brew and watch it on the news
    [Reef The Lost Cauze]
    Get stabbed by the cuts on the Kwest beat, respect beef
    Marty McFly ****, get knocked into next week
    What does the future hold? Bullets going through your clothes
    My ****** is all large like a Jewish nose
    Hold more arms than a hookah bowl
    Y'all ************s ain't been nice since the Eagles won the Superbowl
    Check your stat books, get your rat hooks
    Out my rap books, biting-ass ****** get your snacks took
    You in the scrapbook scrap shook
    Y'all ****** think beef is what these dudes type on they Macbooks
    I'll smash your Hewlett-Packard
    You ****ing doofus rapper
    A.O.T.P. ******s, it's the newest chapter
    [King Syze]
    Catch me in the street dressed pretty as hell
    But when it comes to these raps I get gritty for real
    Knock 'em out the box Syze
    I spin your **********ing head counterclockwise
    Y'all ****** is not Syze
    You full of **** like a pa pa
    Labels better cross them T's, dot them I's or them shots fly
    Pass the Master, have to blast you
    Chokin' the track like please excuse the asthma
    Please excuse my French, **** the Spanish
    Talking ghetto language the hood can understand it
    I wrath of God Satan, **** the apostles
    Army of the Pharaohs back ready to rock you
    [Vinnie Paz]
    Vinnie ****ing smash your jaw
    It ain't nobody rapping half as raw
    I was writing rhymes over loops by Stacey Lattimore
    Guess you wondering what Vinnie need all the assassins for
    Guess you wondering if I'm a communist or fascist boy
    Shoot three at you and push the rock like this was basketball
    Chop your body up in little pieces with my plastic saw
    Y'all need to overstand the jux is real
    I run with ghetto boys/Geto Boys and I ain't talking Bushwick Bill
    If looks could kill then y'all would be kaputs for real
    We drink your blood and hang your body up on hooks of steel
    I push the pills, call me Vinnie the psychiatrist
    And y'all are gonna have to see defeat/feet like a podiatrist
    [Celph Titled]
    In the dice game you say I won't place those bets
    That's like saying you know the Wu, but call that dude Ghostface Deck
    I leave your whole face wet like you got hit with a water balloon
    The size of a propane jet
    Altercations all took place and no police was involved
    If I'm beefin' we ain't greetin', I'm deleting you, pa
    I keep my **** in a jar
    And roll it in a Philly wrapper
    I'm A.O.T.P. so I roll with Philly rappers
    And will kill a rapper
    Don't believe us? Try us
    We the illest out believe it I'm not biased
    At best you're a rookie
    Your show's like a Catwoman audition
    Cause we'll see who plays the best *****
    [Planetary]
    It's the ultra (ultra)
    Magnetic like I'm seven foot
    Outsmart your art of rhyme though I've never read a book
    Off with your head, you shook in the corner shiverin'
    Delivering a dosage of the most potent Ritalin
    You must be kiddin' *****, this ain't no Kid-N-Play
    More like N.W.A.
    **** you kids gonna say?
    Hola Hola aye
    Oh God hold my trey pound
    You rap clowns sit around in broad day
    Broadstreet Bully rap
    Yo Kwest you took me back
    To the scuffed trees and the Champion hoodies in black
    I blacked out
    Snap in a packed house
    The gallon of Jack's out
    Des got my passed out
    [Apathy]
    You can't take the word on the street from a bird on the wire
    And you'll never hear the truth in the church of a liar
    Real men converse, you prefer to conspire
    Give it a year you'll be the first to retire
    We don't roll with snakes, we curse a pariah
    You're mad at your people over earthly desires
    You don't believe it? Just peep the verses
    Presidential, we roll deep as secret service
    [Crypt The Warchild]
    Too many ****** claim they O.G.
    But most of them won't approach me
    Catch me everywhere, my ****** like to play low key
    I'm mostly surrounded by apes, gorillas
    Out of a broken home so they label us hateful ******
    Never take a nation of mills, it takes a killer
    On medication chasin' their pills with haze and liquor
    Bad lieutenant in a black whip, black shottie
    Dragging a safety net only cause we catch bodies
    We act snotty and rap godly and clap loudly
    They don't want hardcore cause they fags probably
    I don't make **** to make you want to paint a canvas
    I spit fatal language only to cause pain and anguish
    [Journalist]
    Don't bring drama to the old-timers
    When it calls for a time and you catch Alzheimer's
    And turn into Carl Thomas
    I'll pack a Lama
    Separate the lions from llamas and alpacas if I pow pow at ya
    Ali bumaye
    Zoom by clappin' ya
    Wound guys, the room guys, moon by massacre
    Verse so raw I'm trying to tell ya
    I'm salmonella poisonin' these boys in the path of the craft
    Lean on the Craftmatic
    Paralyzed from ass to your calf
    Half radish for half of the cabbage
    Five and a half hours, dime bags is sour
    Get twisted, ****** get high as the Comcast tower
    Lifted
    Like a dumbbell, inhale, your lungs swell
    Whiff of the piff bury the gun smell
    Either you run well, the shells stick in you like a thumbtack
    Pistol clip you like a thumbnail
    Won't get caught for a thumbprint
    The lawyer eat the case like roast
    Deploy you and your boy, ain't payin' one cent
    Hide your charms
    Firearms, will rip through the bone and the marrow
    It's the Army of the Pharaohs
    [Scratching]
    "The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
    A.O.T.P.
    "You can't **** with the"