bounce doggy dogg run along home //
here boy, fetch, go get dat bone //

cat get fucked

chutney i was giving you props but now I have to burry my bone/
extract your DNA and kill you and your clone/
From my U.A.V. I'm raining HELLFIRE moans/
I'm the shylark taking your flesh for a loan/
the babylonian serving your bones/
the druid preist cursing your throne/
did you have enough better leave it alone/
i can flip scriptures all night in my zone/
thermal image tracking your ass with my phone/
putting endless rounds in your dome/
ouch...like E.T.... ya better phone home/
or get aquianted with chrome fillet'd-n-de-boned/

didn't wana but you left me no choice...

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

When "I" strike its like hurricanes hitting the flordia keys do you really wana tango with me

Is that all you got sucka please/
suffering from-da-weak-ass ryhming disease/
you little nothing probably walk on your knees/
giving out head without charging no fee's/
a hurricane that's sucking and blowing for free/
Chutney oh yes you do hold the key's/
2 open up your books-of-ryhme-4-dummies/
You wanna step to the bounce D.O.G./
then stand on your feet and stop bob-ing 4-deez/ <--(nutz)


You just got ___~~~'ed like some trees!!!!

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

bounce dogg, lets roll up an ounce dogg/
smoke all night, 2 blunts with phat amounts, hog../
...legs, armed with weed im sky high/
like outkast and goodie Mo B with fried eyes/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858

So you wanna roll up an ounce//
and smoke a blunt wit-da-bounce//
I have 2-warn-ya...I-burn-massive amountz//
The ganjjj-is what it'z about//
No it'z never the clout...unless it'z getting us-trout//
blazed into the very next bout//
exhaled and knocked the-fool out//
left the ring without raising my belt//
I always have massive amountz//
Even-in-tyme-of a drought//
I'm the reffer-cussionist blowing smoke out my mouth//
Herbally increasing my wealth, while staying dangerous to YOUR health//
FOREVER CREEPING AROUND IN THE STEALTH//

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

you'd be lucky to survive my attack mcMantis, get on ya knees and pick a 4 leaf clover

and im invisiable, a vampire, with dark spirituals/
pray for a Mirror-cal against me and i'll evade it/
dark sacred rituals, blood, i crave more/
erasing whores under the cover of this star blanket/
my heart's sank'in and still im raising floors/
amazing doors have opened now that i have started thinkin/

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""Accustomed to trample on the rights of others, you have lost the genius of your own independence and become the fit subjects of the first cunning tyrant who rises among you." --Abraham Lincoln, speech, September 11, 1858

I'm the mystical creature peering into your intellect/
Roasting MC's with the demonic fire I spit/
Contaminating your brain through the sounds I infect/
The osirus of your underworld in a firery pit/
The father of the living Horus commanding respect/
The keeper of Anubis and his evil army's mischief/
Dialating pupils with my ancient eternal bliss/
Violating puto's with my ferocious-n-deadly fist/
Extract ya mind through ya nose with a turn of my wrist/
I'm like a snake giving warnings...step back when I hiss, be careful who ya diss/
Excavating our tombz and craking open our lids/
Praising Amen-ra by bulding him Pyramids/
Known as the house of eternity...built by his majesty/
Way back in the first to third dynasty...with such complexity/
You know who I be, the Pharaoh of this ryhme-ology/
Just read the inscription above my tomb/
"What's inside will surely bring your doom"/
If you ever double cross me, you better submit an appology/

I be that true fUCKEN G, from the town of BG, better known as the bouncediggity//

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!