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[U-God] Countdown... Are you ready? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach follow my lead Firewinds gust, empire crush Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit the rush Untouchable chunk of earwax and soul Soundwaves slay out the back, ?cave? smoke My belly-full prance dance, avalanche quote Down slope, elegant as Fantasia Killer whale tale inhale, black male from Asia All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit Nightwatch, pad mark Sparks spin a quake nuclear blast, heavy on the cash Gimmie what it takes NOW!! Chorus [U-God] 2x RAGE ROCK ROLL FIGHT BRAWL FALL RUMBLLLLLLEEE!!! [Letha Face] The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham City Wit the possibilty to stop your walkin ability God forgive me, spark enemies wit pistol grips The missle tip's impact hit you so hard, you shit through your dick Official scripts strikes when physical hits You physical bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit Submit, subject to the wreck wartone, and thought poems Liver than WWF Warzone Walk upon ? tracks, bodies collapse Rap for lottery stacks, shatter like when pottery cracks Logical facts from the terror dome Spill from the guts, trail to you ?puss? from where you bust In God you now entrust Dog you like hound and mutts, Pound Pups get sound struck Clown what? You'll get drowned in the cut While crowd round up Chorus 2x [Inspectah Deck] Aiyyo yo I spit bars Travellin tremendous speed measurin far Been bustin satellites circlin Mars Verbal onslaught, bring forth physical force Of a hundred wild niggas piled in a Trojan Horse Thought method, set it on generic mic ethic Professional neck shit, left foes beheaded This music, is mind control like computer chips Been doin this for numerous years, refuse to los Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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