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  • 作词 : Davis
    What ******s deal, they last 24
    I did in the first
    Before the doctor cleaned off the afterbirth
    I kicked a verse, smoked a blunt, shooked the
    EarthSmacked the physician, and ****** the nurse
    The truth hurts, like a sword in the hand of this expert
    Cuttin through your soul, like your best friend did your dirt
    Mental like physical blows destroy ego's
    Your style is
    Babylonian, like ******s in *******s
    The drama unfolds, don't mean nothing up my nose
    I can't stand snow, it only blows like nitro
    Blistering, my flows
    I'm splittin, so
    I hope you listening
    Super shoutout to all my ******s in prison
    Shout to the pyramids, the cypher and scription
    Science fact not fiction,
    I cut with precision
    Speak multiplication, subration, addition
    Division,
    Great Solar
    Stance burns compition"
    This-this-this-this is the
    Showdown"
    I put you in the chicken wing like
    Bob Backlund,jack ya team captain
    Bring drama like summer night, ghetto action
    Some honies got it twisted, fat asses
    I mash 'em
    Cops like jewels, back in the days
    I snatch 'em
    You catch a tantrem, date how the raws rockin the drum
    Float like the white lotus, kill like
    Whitey in
    VietnamYou should peel arm, gorilla tactics like
    ViacomSet ******t on fire like a bomb, up in smoke like
    Cheech & Chong
    True blacks too strong can't let nothin stand in my way
    ******t will get thick like
    Juice 60 in
    FridayIn Brooklyn, kill
    MC's like
    Captain Hook your children
    To rappers
    I'm a villain, fill esteem wan't my secret like
    SamsonPicture so hard,
    I stunt your grandson son
    Teleport from
    Coast To Coast like
    Spaceghost
    Like soy butter on my breakfast toast
    And when It comes to makin it nasty,
    I flips it the most"
    This-this-this-this-this is the
    Showdown""
    This-this-this-this-this is the
    Showdown"
    Setting it off like pistols in the projects
    The ****** hold ya six like nasty hot wet ***
    But string tech
    I catch wreck, ejucalate when
    I injectNot a player hatter, regulator, trick ******s get checked
    When I resurrect hip hop, you know the bull******t stop
    Like you got the oo-wop, the pops and what nots
    Fruity like
    Ed Koch, ya straight boo-tops,
    I'm top notch
    Super funky like a derelict ********** prop
    Ya hear gun shots, the coroner shows up to take flicks
    ******t is feet, but no feet ******t like chicks with ******s
    Ya throat flip too quick, to blaze magnetic
    Paramedics roll up on the scene,it's tragic, don't deal with
    MagicJohnson, renegade like
    Charles Bronson
    Packing a force like 18
    BronzemenGrand larson, excelent marksmen arson
    Fire, water, earth, metal, wind
  • 作词 : Davis
    What ******s deal, they last 24
    I did in the first
    Before the doctor cleaned off the afterbirth
    I kicked a verse, smoked a blunt, shooked the
    EarthSmacked the physician, and ****** the nurse
    The truth hurts, like a sword in the hand of this expert
    Cuttin through your soul, like your best friend did your dirt
    Mental like physical blows destroy ego's
    Your style is
    Babylonian, like ******s in *******s
    The drama unfolds, don't mean nothing up my nose
    I can't stand snow, it only blows like nitro
    Blistering, my flows
    I'm splittin, so
    I hope you listening
    Super shoutout to all my ******s in prison
    Shout to the pyramids, the cypher and scription
    Science fact not fiction,
    I cut with precision
    Speak multiplication, subration, addition
    Division,
    Great Solar
    Stance burns compition"
    This-this-this-this is the
    Showdown"
    I put you in the chicken wing like
    Bob Backlund,jack ya team captain
    Bring drama like summer night, ghetto action
    Some honies got it twisted, fat asses
    I mash 'em
    Cops like jewels, back in the days
    I snatch 'em
    You catch a tantrem, date how the raws rockin the drum
    Float like the white lotus, kill like
    Whitey in
    VietnamYou should peel arm, gorilla tactics like
    ViacomSet ******t on fire like a bomb, up in smoke like
    Cheech & Chong
    True blacks too strong can't let nothin stand in my way
    ******t will get thick like
    Juice 60 in
    FridayIn Brooklyn, kill
    MC's like
    Captain Hook your children
    To rappers
    I'm a villain, fill esteem wan't my secret like
    SamsonPicture so hard,
    I stunt your grandson son
    Teleport from
    Coast To Coast like
    Spaceghost
    Like soy butter on my breakfast toast
    And when It comes to makin it nasty,
    I flips it the most"
    This-this-this-this-this is the
    Showdown""
    This-this-this-this-this is the
    Showdown"
    Setting it off like pistols in the projects
    The ****** hold ya six like nasty hot wet ***
    But string tech
    I catch wreck, ejucalate when
    I injectNot a player hatter, regulator, trick ******s get checked
    When I resurrect hip hop, you know the bull******t stop
    Like you got the oo-wop, the pops and what nots
    Fruity like
    Ed Koch, ya straight boo-tops,
    I'm top notch
    Super funky like a derelict ********** prop
    Ya hear gun shots, the coroner shows up to take flicks
    ******t is feet, but no feet ******t like chicks with ******s
    Ya throat flip too quick, to blaze magnetic
    Paramedics roll up on the scene,it's tragic, don't deal with
    MagicJohnson, renegade like
    Charles Bronson
    Packing a force like 18
    BronzemenGrand larson, excelent marksmen arson
    Fire, water, earth, metal, wind