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Brutal

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[Paris]
Paris is my name, I flows with ease
Cash checks, breaks necks and wrecks MC`s
who ain`t down with the sound of the Panther Movement
Intense is a serious answer
The mic goes into labor you freeze up
Enveloped by the style that sounds so ROUGH
Rehearsal weak verses potent as cyanide
A million and a half shot keepin you high
But I don`t sell cause what you`re sellin is never sold
or dealed by the REAL mack brothers of old
Naw, I just devise a wise new formula
to keep you in tune without sellin my soul
In 1930, it all began
with a movement comprised of intelligent black men
Led by Allah in the form of Farad
but later by the last true prophet of God
Elijah, Muhammad, a dominant black leader
of The Lost/Found Asiatic Pack
And later by Malcolm, whose point was straight
Stressing a black nationalistic state
of self-sufficiency on a mission he
stressed thrift and pride and good sense
Killed in cold blood but the shit ain`t done with
Switch to Oaktown, `66
See Huey Newton, and Cleveland Seale
Sons of Malcolm with intent to kill
and end the brutality inflicted on us by cops
Best believe I won`t stop
teachin science in step with Farrakhan
Drop a dope bomb, word to Islam
Keeps my brothers up on it cause I`m black
and now you know, I`m BRUTAL

{*explosion*}

Callin all brothers to order, P-Dog`ll slaughter
stomp rip and choke those who thought a
young black man wasn`t capable of the intellect
of gainin respect, without sellin so CHECK
I`m Paris, six feet two, deadly as ice
but twice as nice with, the power to fight boy
So listen I`m tellin y`all, the warnin the Final Call
We`re headin, for Armageddeon, it`s like that
The government`s policy see is tactical genocide
How many must die, chasin a chemical high?
How much, killin and murderin mayhem more can we stand
before we fold black man, so take a stand
Listen up drug dealer - whassup with that?
Hope I don`t bust a cap, straight in your MOTHERFUCKIN ass
For pushin poison to youth, I`m through with talkin I`m steppin up
with gat point blank at your motherfuckin mug
I`m, P-R-O, B-L-A-C-K
Stompin and crushin to mush, any lush, in my way
I`m educated and strong, always right and no wrong
with many bullets of a Bensonhurst, come on along
It`s like that y`all, and I won`t QUIT
Keepin y`all fresh on the movement tip
With F.O.I. at my side, we`re never slippin or nap
We always come sick-wid-it, bustin serious caps
There`s no, bullshit, and yo look, this is the danger zone
You shouldn`t have stepped to it, you shouldn`t have come alone
You shouldn`t have ever thought, the movement was soft
Don`t you know P-Dog`ll never stop
I`m BRUTAL!

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