Violator
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Verse 1: Spliff Star<br><br>Yeah<br>Heh<br>A Flipmode y`all (x4)<br>Hah<br>Heh<br>Hahahaha<br>Yo<br>Yo, Uh<br>I spits rhymes for thug cats<br>Neighborhood drug rats<br>Hardcore<br>Keep it raw<br>What <br>Niggaz love that<br>Stack the greenbacks<br>And stay steady with the weed sack<br>Spliff Star one of the famous foreigners<br>>From East Flat-Bush<br>Fire arms till you no longer breather black<br>Make it hot <br>Standin on the corner wit the G-Pack<br>Look at me<br>Lampin in defiance wit my seats back<br>Got the game to fuck wit ?Jane? where you and her sleep at<br><br>Verse 2: Rah Digga<br><br>Lyrically inclined<br>And inclined to get lyrical<br>Checkin for residuals<br>Rhymin be the ritual<br>Ill individual<br>Bad habitat<br>Watch my voice battle cats<br>While i`m spittin battle raps<br>On the high horse<br>And i keep my saddle strapped<br>You`d be headin up the river like `where the paddle at?`<br>Got a rhyme overload<br>Rah Digga always front ya<br>Leavin niggaz stuck like I was accupuncture<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Got niggaz from the hood <br>Thinkin shit all good<br>I`m askin all y`all<br>WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!<br>Got niggaz outta town<br>Tryin to come and be down<br>I`m askin all y`all<br>WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!<br>Got niggaz online<br>Think they fuckin wit mine<br>I`m askin all y`all<br>WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!<br>I`m askin all y`all<br>WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!<br>I`m askin all y`all<br>WATCHA COME AROUND HERE FO!!!<br><br>Verse 3: Baby Sham<br><br>It makes alot of sense<br>When you see Sham in black Benz<br>With high friends<br>Pull up the club wit dark tints<br>Never jump out<br>Thats why they lookin dead in my mouth<br>They must have doubts<br>Like who the stars wit no lookouts<br>You`d be amazed and surprised to who would run in your house<br>And tag their names on the stomach of your pregnant spouse<br>I shall leave you wit dat<br>BIB from QB<br>Boys In Black<br>And foul attitudes to match<br><br>Verse 4: Busta Rhymes<br><br>Yo<br>Now who you be god<br>I be the soul controller<br>I burst gas like the fizz outta your Coca Cola<br>Live shit like the energy of solar<br>With thug niggaz wit names like Bullet Head and Cobra<br>Street niggaz be feelin the nights gettin cold, the rock<br>Bear skin furs like Australian polar <br>Hang up on whack bitches who call the Motorolla<br>And smack faggots like you don`t make me have ta show ya<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse 5: Rampage