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  • 作词 : Raymond Scott/Marco Ennis
    作曲 : Raymond Scott/Marco Ennis
    Extraordinary
    (new *************t, made men)
    The undisputed made men
    [verse one]
    Ey yo
    Retreat your betallion quick, before your time run out
    (*************) i see you sweatin', don't try a reachable gunout
    We take no prisoneers, never leavin' witnesses
    Deadly venoms, on contact, my team strikes first
    My squad'll attack u in threes, no need for darkman
    We last man standing, who dead man walkin'
    It's five fingers to death, when i clutch
    The microphone in my hand
    I know you *************s don't understand
    Play my position, hold it down just like de niro
    One of the coldest, mortal kombat, sub-zero
    I shot the *************t outly, whippin the hantle clinch fisted
    Don't get it twisted, i'm livin and dyin by the biscuit
    But i risk it, i mean my life, i sacrifice
    So ************* y'all twice, thats right i'm actin sheist
    When shots pop off, you betta duck when i done
    With the automatic pump and i'm never in the shootin slum
    My face isn't definately the law
    In the jigsaw, puzzle
    While i screw and muscle on my six-saw
    Bringin it to ya ass, in a way you never felt it
    Yo whole ******' staff, who get they wigs melted
    When i'm rushed out, fresh out
    Verbal bash-out
    P.d.'s that made man
    Ready to get off for some action
    [interlude]
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you dealin' with some made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... don't be sleepin' on these made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you ******' with some made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    [verse two]
    Yo, its warfare, i'm splittin your hair, with a missle
    Cos i be squezzin' that type of *************t up out my pistol
    Don't talk that tone, if you ain't gon' spark the chrome
    You shook and ain't got no tests, starts the roam
    Yo, we man of respect, with our own dialect
    Elements surprise, wise guys, skill you ain't acquirin' yet
    I'm on that, hot rock and punk contact
    Combat, doubt that can so you contract
    Close casket, with the eight by ten
    Sittin on top of the coffin
    Never again ************* with made men
    Your last breath, the kiss of death, from the smith&wess
    Splittin' flesh and i still got a mission left
    I keep they thinkin' second guess and
    Mr. unpredictable, i'm askin', spittin' loogies from my weapon
    With indestructable *************s that called made man
    He grabbin' *************t, i grab mine, so now we blazin'
    Tomorrow never dies, we suicid missionaries
    (come on cops) smokin' hats keeps my visions blurry
    My right hand ************* be my nickel nine on my ways
    Never hesitate to pull a gun so now you gotta face
    These never-minded mother******s with advances
    Mean i try to hear you, leave those shells in your heads, man
    My man, ok probably unmistakently
    Mother******s, who make a homicide and never mystery
    [outro]
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you dealin' with some made men ...
  • 作词 : Raymond Scott/Marco Ennis
    作曲 : Raymond Scott/Marco Ennis
    Extraordinary
    (new *************t, made men)
    The undisputed made men
    [verse one]
    Ey yo
    Retreat your betallion quick, before your time run out
    (*************) i see you sweatin', don't try a reachable gunout
    We take no prisoneers, never leavin' witnesses
    Deadly venoms, on contact, my team strikes first
    My squad'll attack u in threes, no need for darkman
    We last man standing, who dead man walkin'
    It's five fingers to death, when i clutch
    The microphone in my hand
    I know you *************s don't understand
    Play my position, hold it down just like de niro
    One of the coldest, mortal kombat, sub-zero
    I shot the *************t outly, whippin the hantle clinch fisted
    Don't get it twisted, i'm livin and dyin by the biscuit
    But i risk it, i mean my life, i sacrifice
    So ************* y'all twice, thats right i'm actin sheist
    When shots pop off, you betta duck when i done
    With the automatic pump and i'm never in the shootin slum
    My face isn't definately the law
    In the jigsaw, puzzle
    While i screw and muscle on my six-saw
    Bringin it to ya ass, in a way you never felt it
    Yo whole ******' staff, who get they wigs melted
    When i'm rushed out, fresh out
    Verbal bash-out
    P.d.'s that made man
    Ready to get off for some action
    [interlude]
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you dealin' with some made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... don't be sleepin' on these made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you ******' with some made men
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    [verse two]
    Yo, its warfare, i'm splittin your hair, with a missle
    Cos i be squezzin' that type of *************t up out my pistol
    Don't talk that tone, if you ain't gon' spark the chrome
    You shook and ain't got no tests, starts the roam
    Yo, we man of respect, with our own dialect
    Elements surprise, wise guys, skill you ain't acquirin' yet
    I'm on that, hot rock and punk contact
    Combat, doubt that can so you contract
    Close casket, with the eight by ten
    Sittin on top of the coffin
    Never again ************* with made men
    Your last breath, the kiss of death, from the smith&wess
    Splittin' flesh and i still got a mission left
    I keep they thinkin' second guess and
    Mr. unpredictable, i'm askin', spittin' loogies from my weapon
    With indestructable *************s that called made man
    He grabbin' *************t, i grab mine, so now we blazin'
    Tomorrow never dies, we suicid missionaries
    (come on cops) smokin' hats keeps my visions blurry
    My right hand ************* be my nickel nine on my ways
    Never hesitate to pull a gun so now you gotta face
    These never-minded mother******s with advances
    Mean i try to hear you, leave those shells in your heads, man
    My man, ok probably unmistakently
    Mother******s, who make a homicide and never mystery
    [outro]
    (you wanna roam in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
    ... when you dealin' with some made men ...