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Old 08-08-03, 03:16 PM   #1
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Ordo Abacho Presents: Who Are We No Brainer And Noncentz Collab Please Peep

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(HOOK)NO BRAINER:
CENTZ I BET YOU 5 BUCKS THESE FUCKS AINT TIGHTER THAN YOU-CANT HOLD A CANDLE TO YOU-YOU SPIT FLAMES WHAT TH FUCK A LIGHTER GONE DO-DONT GET CONFUSED-YOU GOT THIS ILLEST GROUP - AND EVERY MEMBER IS YOU-TO DAMAGE CAREERS CAN NEVER RECOUPE-

CENTZ:
NAH SUNZ-YOUR NUMBER 2 MAKE YOU THE ILLEST WITH GUNS-WORDS SPREAD LIKE THE SAWED OFF END OF A SHOTGUN-
POP ONE-IN THE NAME OF PUN-POP NONE- IN THE NAME OF THESE M.C.'S STILL TALKEN DUMB-BETTER GET IT STRAIGHT IM IERATE WITH MY LUNGS-YOUR POISON WITH TONGUE-BITCHES WANT COME GET SOME-OUR DICKS LIKE AFRICAN SLAVES IN THE DAY .....WE MUST HUNG-

NOe BRAINER: DO I GO FIRST
CENTZ: DO WHAT YOU FEEL
NOe BRAINER: AIGHT THEN

we go back to back - for strategic attacks-
give you cardiac-bring you back- then make you rellapse-
wanna hustle?- i'll beat you cats in the hurdle-
from longicle-to latteral-we got the world circled-
and it's sad ......cause your tombstone wont give you a name-
perform at the olympics your crew gay- you just passing the flames-
it's over now and you just gut fucked-
but i aint even spit hot i was still warming up-
when i spit one-that beaf you wanted gets well done-
served as the houce speciel with a drink side order and bun-
so watch the rate- of your mouth-
or i'll raise the steaks- like OUTBACK steakhouce-
leave you broke and cant afford to battle how you taken me out-
short change me for a line-which means your dime is mine-
the ghostwritter see-so when i rip you for your salary- it's my money back gaurentee-
2 of the greatest-that show you how latins unvaded-
rip you in your own home with the o-zone rep your area code wrong and got relocated-
no matter what you 2 nd place dont hate with your blood thirst-after i kill you on earth- i'd even see you in hell first.
you know whats woarse-you cast a spell and got me for eternity so who's cursed-DISBURSE-1000 volt to a million megahurtz-
your rhymes are a DRAG im lift up your SKIRTS-
get heated and leave you burnt-


NOe BRAINER: YO YOU FEELING ME CENTZ
CENTZ: YEAH NO DOUBT
NOe BRAINER: THEN EXPLAIN IN DETAIL WHAT YOUR ALL ABOUTE-


yo i rip it illamatic-spit it in dogmattic-writ it in italic-
but flip it in bold-
resight lines that travel the globe-and use the gravitational pull for to choke hold-these ass holes-
if i had aids in my saliva this would be the illest story ever told-of how im so raw i can cure aids with a head cold-
it's NON CENTZ WHAT YOU AINT KNOW?
i battle NIAGRA falls to see who got the better flow-
with a blood type of H2O-slit my veign-
turnen my arms to water manes-
spewing liquid cocaines-im ordained to spit it insain-
on any terreign-like hurricane rains-
out flow you like like distilled water drains-
im untamed-a species in the wild wilderness-
fallowing the food chain eating anything within distance- in an instance-find the illest 5 words in each of my sentence-
go to heaven screamin goddamnit and offer no repentence-
why should i-im wordplay ullumnie-seperate the sky-with the theory of pie-
cause 3 out of every 14 rappers divide- into 4.6 that deserve to die-no lie-so i bring the sickness,why?-the illness is in the sence to just to spit 5- words cause my lips break into hives-
writ it on knives-so what i say sticks to your brain waves like Licidc Sae~cidic Dythiamide-breaking match ups-in three -
words togeather to snap yea-by compound fractures- see?
its MKC and the NB-ORDO ABACHO family- fictionaly- start beaf- on websites then turn it to the street-reality-
going to war like the U.S. and foreign inmates-
place a gun to they face-and squeeze till the hiar trigger firing pin feels like an 80lb hand weight-


(HOOK)NO BRAINER:
CENTZ I BET YOU 5 BUCKS THESE FUCKS AINT TIGHTER THAN YOU-CANT HOLD A CANDLE TO YOU-YOU SPIT FLAMES WHAT TH FUCK A LIGHTER GONE DO-DONT GET CONFUSED-YOU GOT THIS ILLEST GROUP - AND EVERY MEMBER IS YOU-TO DAMAGE CAREERS CAN NEVER RECOUPE-

CENTZ:
NAH SUNZ-YOUR NUMBER 2 MAKE YOU THE ILLEST WITH GUNS-WORDS SPREAD LIKE THE SAWED OFF END OF A SHOTGUN-
POP ONE-IN THE NAME OF PUN-POP NONE- IN THE NAME OF THESE M.C.'S STILL TALKEN DUMB-BETTER GET IT STRAIGHT IM IERATE WITH MY LUNGS-YOUR POISON WITH TONGUE-BITCHES WANT COME GET SOME-OUR DICKS LIKE AFRICAN SLAVES IN THE DAY .....WE MUST HUNG-
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