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(Senim Silla) |
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How you feel, What the hell is this shit? |
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Reaching for the cover, turning up your deck |
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Who's blowing your cassette? Color me for suspect |
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Terror's what I am, terrorism's what I rep |
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Rep Hezbollah we don't forgive or forget |
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Strapping dynamite, kamikaze rock the mic |
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Suicide, stage dive, it's gonna be a live night |
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Now just to be accurate, label me immaculate |
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Short fuse like Montagues fuel Capulets |
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Elaborate labyrinth, lavish pimp pattering |
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Rip, rude to ravishing, cabbage scavenging |
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from word babbling, babbling brook and words travelling |
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Like Miles Tattling, I'm kind of partial to battling |
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Haven't you heard, you got beef from a so cattle then |
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Hit the sunset saddling, rap Bronco |
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Riding over tracks, Lone Ranger and Tanto |
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Compose on the console, making it feel better |
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Sunny to ill weather, I'm a all-season pro |
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All-terrain flow, shift five gears with four-by-four |
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On the go in the fast lane without reverse, I can't slow |
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No brakes, push the pedal to the metal |
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The Formula One devil |
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Heating up the treble, I rock like Prudential |
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Most cats is just Pebbles, when you want it live you can't |
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Compromise or settle, check my water level |
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My reservoir pours Great Lakes fifty States |
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And across seashores, the word spreads like pollen from spores |
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Like wisdom from folklores, my fans from tours |
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And those are just metaphores |
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For how I distribute to you and yours |
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Opening doors |
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We bum rush like a drug bust |
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Nickel and dime, now all is mine alumnus, illustrous, wondrous |
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Ominous in my Prime, call me Optimus Senim |
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Transforming slang on the fire maximize |
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Complete fumigation better jet for ventilation |
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Before you suffer from Senim inhalation |
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Air deprivation |
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Playing me for jolly, that's a dead man's folly |
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Or crippled probably |
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On the good ship, get popped for acting lolly |
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By the son of Bobby, bro how you like me now, like pulling a shotty |
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Pistol whip your head, now they throw your boys lobby |
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You'll be callin on the dolly |
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Senim's of the size of the kill with a slang blade |
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Some call it a kaiser |
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Equalizer blows your brains, expose your wiser |
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Now which bastard wants some acid |
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Corrosive chemicals casted |
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Spitting venom I mastered |
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Ran with dogs as rabid and rivers as rapid |
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Rapping five we don't tire |
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Do you desire to become cross-fire |
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Blow their gun-for-hire, Blazing Saddle esquire |
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Michigan, Michelin, my dogs will never tire. |
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(Scratch up 'Poison slang') |
