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verse 1:

never duck another mother f-cker repeat it
never duck another mother f-cker
n-gg- better delete it
put the cerebellum in killa mode
for real a foe can never get
with what a gorilla know
killa syllable fillin’
yo biblical ritual the sh-t to get rid of yo pain
hearin your pitiful game,
this is political pain
deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a unforgettable aim
n-gg- lookin’ for a spot to bust
cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
buck instead of lookin’ for a c-ck to f-ck
kill a n-gg- like he was rockin’ a swastika
you can do it but you blew it cause you lockin’ up
get your ride on n-gg- is you rock or what?
lots of luck,
you’re really gonna need it h-lla heated
mother f-cker let the glock erupt, box him up

hook:

i don’t wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
i wanna be the one to hit’ em with another milli
cut up in the middle i’m a little sick
and different and i meant it
when i said it you remember that?
(h-ll mother f-ckin’ yeah)
you don’t wanna get in trouble
with a n-gg- like the teccanina
if you’re lookin’ like a enemy, bust
we don’t ever stop and take a minute we
just…

chorus:

(breathe!)
hey son what the f-ck are you duckin’ from?
(breathe!)
they come bets to fight we’ll f-ck you up
(breathe!)
say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(breathe!)
spray guns might result in you bussin’ some
(breathe!)

verse 2:

never let a hatin’ muh’ f-cker
see ya sweat
bleed the chest no need regret
a fun day caper a sunday paper
so i can read the rest
i can dig it you can dig it
put a n-gg- in the grave
if he hate or penetrate
the loop of love a n-gg- made
if you step into me
you will never benefit
n-gg- if i start it imma finish it
run up on a mother f-cka while he f-ckin’ a chick
put a bullet in her head while she suckin’ the d-ck
wasn’t a bit of evidence baby it’s irrelevant
you got it with yo n-gg- that’s the luck of the grit
bring pain 2 everyone, in your face with the bane
you bury some, it’s a mother f-ckin’ shame we carry guns
if you don’t you insane or very dumb
teccanina’s too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard),
too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
’cause a n-gg- know a mother f-ckin’ round will spit
f-ckin’ around with the killa clown and sh-t.

hook2:
if you really wanna do it n-gg- we can step into it
put us up against some mother f-ckers
and we runnin’ thru it
f-ck a n-gg- buck a n-gg-
if he think he’s a gorilla
meant i when i said it you remember that
(h-ll mother f-ckin’ yeah)
you don’t wanna get in trouble
with a n-gg- like the teccanina
if you’re lookin’ like a enemy, bust
we don’t ever stop and take a minute we
just…

chorus:

(breathe!)
hey son what the f-ck are you duckin’ from?
(breathe!)
they come bets to fight we’ll f-ck you up
(breathe!)
say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(breathe!)
spray guns might result in you bussin’ some
(breathe!)

verse 3:

get sprayed by the tech 9 handgun
now i’m on the out run
flowin’ the beginning hot cooked will done
f-ckin’ wit a crazy insane warlord
punks wanna trip but they know
i’m too mother f-ckin’ hard
deadly ticking like a time bomb
f-ckin’ with me you were think you were in vietnam
when i explode ain’t nuttin left
but remains for those who are froze
for f-ckin’ wit a n-gg- insane
mentally minded mad mother f-ckin’ mad man
is out to attack
sinkin’ punks like quick sand
droppin’ and poppin’
any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
if you wanna get f-cked up
there it is you little b-tch made n-gg-
start runnin’ when i’m playin’ with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve gauge, it really don’t matter,
many suckas die when the shot gun scatter
from block 2 block, hood 2 hood, street 2 street
boy you can’t f-ck with me
so for those who chose to jump up and talk sh-t
admit ya b-tch your little -ss got lit

hook:
i don’t wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
i wanna be the one to hit’ em with another milli
cut up in the middle i’m a little sick
and different and i meant it
when i said it you remember that?
(h-ll mother f-ckin’ yeah)
you don’t wanna get in trouble
with a n-gg- like the teccanina
if your lookin’ like a enemy, bust
we don’t ever stop and take a minute we
just…

chorus (2x):

(breathe!)
hey son what the f-ck are you duckin’ from?
(breathe!)
they come bets to fight we’ll f-ck you up
(breathe!)
say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(breathe!)
spray guns might result in you bussin’ some
(breathe!)

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