BAD BOY KILLA,THUG LIFE SAYS JUST FUCK' EM ALL-PAC

THA PINNACLE, OF MY LYRICAL, IS SO POLITICAL.
THAT YOU HAVE TO ADMIRE THE PRINCIPAL
FOR EVERYTIME I SPIT A FLOW
YOU’RE SKEPTICAL
YOUR GIRL AND ME HAVE BEEN TOGETHER SEXUAL
AND ACUTAL I'VE BEEN SEXING HER FOR A MONTH OR SO
I HAVE THA STRATEGY TO DEVISE THIS NIGGAS TRAGEDY
AND HOLD THE AUDACITY TO LEAVE YOU DEAD WITH NO ANATOMY
YOU’RE SCARED TO BATTLE ME
YOU RUN QUICK LIKE IN A TRACK MEET
I POP THEM THINGS THAT MAKE YOU JUMP HIGHER THAN A STAR ATHLETE
I SPIT NOTHING BUT HEAT, I’LL BURN YOU DOWN TO ASHES
YOU DON’T WANT CLASHES, CUZ THEN I HAVE TO KNOCK YOU OFF THA ATLAS
AND THAT’S DISASTROUS, CUZ IN SPACE THERES NO CASKETS
THERES ONLY FRAGMENTS, SO YOU’LL FOREVER BE DOING BACK SPINS
VERBALLY I AX MEN, YOU CAN’T FLOW HARDER
YOU PLAY WIT MORE BALLS THAN THA HARLEM GLOBTROTTERS
I’LL BURN YOU BITE THA DUST LIKE THE OTHER M.C.’S
MAD CUZ YOU COULDN’T GET A GIRLS NUMBER WITH A CALLER I.D.

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RESPECT MY GANGSTA, YOU BITCH ASS NIGGA