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sucker wack vicks

i ratatattat tactics

givin em black kicks

mufflin up the mic with funky black licks

tricks

i be rippin em like hocus pocus

focus on the funk

gee

tung be runnin away like a punk be

rockin

droppin the funk of the manifestation that'll be dope

scope the point of being wack? nope

never & no-no

a dancer like a go-go? oh no

my lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hobo

sucker

i'm like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb

instead of shooting guns i shoot the tongue

style pacino

i'm gunnin em up controllin your casino

funky like a wino

rhino-dyno like dino

comin around the corner cappin sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mine

but my lyrical tongue is like a tec-9

wastin em

look at me spillin juice

loose to chasin em

cut them like tomatoes

then be tomat-pastin em

facin em

gun to tongue

let's see who'll win this gang member

i'm droppin em like a leaf in september to november

froze in december

rock over october

so remember

when i shoot the tec-9 tongue - timber

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what's the sound of a gat

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what's the sound of a gat

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what's the sound of a gat

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show em how the tung smacks

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show em how the tung smacks

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show em how the tung smacks

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show em how the tung smacks

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prr-prrrr. buck em down

sucker ducks

comin to pluck em down

hope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em down

climbin

i'm never rhymin simple like simon but i'ma do what simon said

he told me to put that head to bed

givin an eyeful

funky rhythm of a tongue will stifle

trifle cause i pop the tongue like a rifle

watch the funky words pounce

from my mouth watch 40 bounce

cappin a sucker duck like a 40 ounce

some flows are wack

but as for me i cause a catastrophe

like callin allah god steppin to me is blasphemy

i shoot the tongue like a machine gun

know what i mean

son?

a chunky spunky tongue if you ever seen one

cops

i give em props

they cap men

mostly black men

mouth will pack

then smack em like a mack-10

bop - another head flown like a frisbee

it is me

the clips from my lips could drop a grizzly

hear me vick

i pack a kick for the ballistic

animalistic

you didn't know my tongue was this quick

cops that be cappin thinkin that be spunky

watch i hit them with the lyric and then i'm cut em up with a funky

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poppin and poppin and poppin the flow of the hip hype hop rhythm

i bust caps like i've been hittin false teeth with raps

rip your show apart

i know you got no heart to start

i flow art

i got the style that even humphrey couldn't bogart

syllable serum

suckers hear come a style to smack a man

and it be sort of like a smack of jackie chan

i pop the funky gun of hip hop

i hop with hips

droppin battle ships i put the automatic clips up into my lips

funky like a drunk

i buck em like a hunter

my rifle will make em stifle like edith bunker

suckers i tag em

my rhythm'll rag em

drag em

they felt the funky flow of the formula.44 magnum

minimum against the maximum

cracks a maximus

charge tax and dust

thinkin about waxin us

dj jihad will slice em like lard

check out the funky cut

rocks god be gunnin em up like buckshots

cappin a brother if he come in a centimeter

comin to drop the style of tung and then i bet i'm gonna beat ya

shootin like mi uzi

i re-arrange a fella feature

filimeter

mi funky rhythm is like a 9 millimeter

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