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BUSTA RHYMES Miscellaneous Get Off My Block"(feat. Lord Have Mercy [Busta Rhymes:] Just get off my block Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy A yo, we ain't familiar at all nigga Don't like, go grab your gat and lets brawl at hall nigga Straight fallin When we use to chill up on park benches My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin Get off my premises A yo Lord is you a friend of his Mouth him back to John and show this nigga just who the winner is The presence of a small town I diminish and blemishes And my player amps out like a game on my little sega genesis, ha This inappropriate Fuck is we talkin for when we ain't even associates Ass lyrical beatings Straight trick or treating What ya eatin I ain't got no words for you Fuck speakinm ain't part of my crew Face look to brand new, who? Niggas ain't even aloud to send my pass through Can't chill on corner can't go up in my bull digger Chill before I call Dinco to grab the qanco sinco We don't give a fuck right now We be hi caliber shit Ya'll corny niggas must bow We do unforgivable shit We blow the spot any how, move Ready for battle cause I'm refusin to lose I'ma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove Live nigga shit right there Beware, stand clear Many y'all niggaz is welcome here [Chorus:] Fuck is these niggas son Get off my block Yo I don't know none of these niggas du Get off my block Them niggas wanna sell there weed here Get off my block Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls Get off my block It's one of these niggas off my street corner Get off my block [Lord Have Mercy:] Now who the fuck you beeeeee? Landlord Cradle la stainless for strangers Vigilante, trigga stampedes On the bulletproof for the crews That lade this nigga ta hand breath Move you off the block The a orthodox general Flash flood when a crowd Patriotic for the intrepid style and reck more kids that's pitifal Niggaaaaaaa, for ever trapped in danger Emaciate when I take my razor Sharp heards that scare herds Niggaaaaa, I'm from the wicked city When chickens twist trees and dick tease Breast feed Pet seeds with asthmatic chest we's Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze Please, bastard handicap crews that stay soft It's mayor, ate off School your army, ya squad weak Remove four camps when I say Pumpin arms like nor plants I conquer and hold Home sweet home down with monster control Still they in the cut like runnin the coal And still we must bring the ruckus to all you motherfuckers Automatically, assault and battery We battle thieves that get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef Collapse like weak cancerous lungs Scatter, we numb Blind feelin nap with jarred villain that alarm buildings Con scrimmage, woke up a lot of children Dirty ass venom village I finish and outsuns Then pulls like men is the malk of method vanesha blinds By all means necessary I reach for mine and lift golden towers from roof tops And give orders, rugged pound acre Drown violators in buckets of piss water [Chorus 3X] |
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