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[Part 1] [Intro: Prodigy] Uh Yeah Uh [Verse 1: Prodigy] I go to town on you, beat the crown off you Beat the clothes off you, tryin' to get the hounds off you Nigga, fightin' back is only gon' make it worse I don't respect your little punches, I'ma make it hurt A cold lead shower, a hot blood bubble bath Throw him in the acid and get rid of the gooey mess (Yuck) Turn that nigga into special sauce, chill, lord I'm not a killer, but you pushin' me to set it off And I'ma lash out, and I'ma mash out Laughin', I'm wicked, blow the hash and the kush down Focus on the bread when niggas try to gaffle me That's when I treat 'em with force and brutality My palms keep itchin', my money don't stop 'Cause my work keep clickin', I got it bolt locked Gang of Indians that smoke the peace pipe dolo Excuse you 'cause when it's murder, I solo [Verse 2: Alchemist] Word collision, I talk reckless Position precious stones in the necklace Little doggy, this is chess, not Tetris You little cold sore, I spray the Chloraseptic Relentless aura cryptic, black hoody discus Ellsworth Bump and the Dutch man back to business Car bombers, Tommy gun spinnin', bullets spit at a witness Mix the K2 with the eucalyptus plant Pistol in hand, rock 'em to sleep like tryptophan Then douse the weapon in Spic and Span, your triggers jam I shoot fast like Vinnie the Microwave Roll a spliff with a Bible, Boogie Board on a tidal wave Very groovy, prosthetic limbs by Louis Rap pornographic snuff movie, burn a loosie Denim durag, Cavalli kufi The brolic finger ring is excrement, the chain's dookie Uh [Part 2] [Segue: Prodigy] Motherfuckers (Mmm, yeah) Yeah [Verse 3: Prodigy] All the time, every time My gun erupt, my money climb My bitch fine, I dress clean But I'm a dirty New Yorker out that killer Queens I eat good, I rap great My life is fuckin' awesome, yeah, fuckin' A I take off, this launch pad To zero gravity, I float, I don't fall, I can't So high, it's no coming down So fly, I just might go south MIA, water sports You leave me be or it'll be a holocaust Homicides, prison time Hospital emergency when it's dinner time Eat his skull, eat his spine He in bad shape, he can't be identified Bet a nigga never think twice 'cause his first thought'd be don't do it Bet that bitch slide up and down with her mouth for this thug music [Outro] I try to keep everything, period, in reality I try to keep everything, period, in reality It's things that take place and I gotta plot the block You know, somebody sittin' next to me, that's why a movie might You know, think it's just a regular block But you know, what I see is, like, when I see the way a kid is walkin' up the block, I try to think about what he thinkin' 'bout You know what I'm sayin'? If I see a kid walkin' real slow, I could put it in a, you know, rhyme form