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[Mr. Shadow]
Shadow and Trigonom
Killin` that ass like anthrax, bitch
Ain`t no tellin` when we gonna hit
Hahaha, yeah, check it out

I`ll make your head snap back
Helmets get crack in the back house
We smoke out `till you black out
That`s how we do it out here
Cats try but they don`t come near
Stand clear out the way
I ain`t stoppin` or slowing down
Where`s this so called king of rap, I`ll snatch his crown
Clowns talk loud but ain`t down for their own shit
Their life wasn`t opened booked and I closed it
The world knows ain`t know one sicka
Then Shadow and Trigonom, we drop bombs
Calm and collective, you get affected
Around me and my dawgs, you get neglected
Necklaces, bracletes, and watches, relentless
Give a fuck if somebody`s watchin`
I`m +Born Without A Konscience+, smooth and cautious
Prowl through your block and put an end to this nonsence

[Chorus: Mr. Shadow - repeat 2X]
I don`t know what they told you, bitch I`m a soldier
You`ll never find me sober, it ain`t over `till it`s over - yeah

Yeah, all my soldiers get your march on
Shit, ain`t no stoppin` in this bitch
Shadow with my dawg Triga
Fuckin` bomb like a nomm

[Trigonometry]
Even in the day you`ll find them dark spots
Shadows`...the reason they avoid them dark blocks
The Untouchable...motherfuckers with the small pox
Step in to the place and watch they fuckin` jaws drop
That`s the families of the last fools that wanted them dead
The last thing they said was "Here come them baldheads"
It ain`t fair but it`s reality
Nothin but drugs, slugs, and causalities, that`s police mentality
Tell me, how would you handle this
They pulled out they sticks, I pulled out my dick
Trigonom packin` much power
Tell your gang they`ll have to jump me in for half an hour
And I`m still standing, respect we demanding
Oh, you got a gat, bitch I got this fucking cannon
But I`ll have more fun just leaving you neck strangeled
Kinda insane though, rollin` with this cat from Diego

[Chorus]

[Trigonometry]
Got that additude, like we don`t give a fuck (WHAT)
You`ll need a brain, I drive in to your house with my truck (WHAT)
Puffin` on this stuff makes me even meaner
A couple felonies can`t even count the misdemeanors
All through the streets you hear is names on they lips
But Shadow after this they better call you eclipse (why)
Cause you hittin` big plus outta Trigg
Aw naw, the reason that they nerves a call

[Mr. Shadow]
Do the math young cat to us your all kittens
Diego to Oxnard we hard hittin`
Switching in and out of the car pool lane
Puffin` on something purple, takin` it to the brain
See I stay at a level your ass can`t reach
If you don`t want trouble don`t open your beak
You get treatment, looks can be decievein`
Trigonom and the Don bitch believin`

[Chorus] - 4X

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