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(Prodigy) Dunn it's real like that (Havoc) Uh huh yeah Uh huh yeah(uh huh) Yeah, ha(solo on that ass ? dealt with the bullshit) Check me out dunn(yeah) Check me out now(out yo) Yo Feel me on the road, feel me at the shows Feel me for what I stand for And I'ma do it til the death til I can't no more Fuck a hoe, it's all about dough Still, fuck her and still don't love em That's word to mother Un-cover the truth, enjoy my youth It's die or lose I wonder what if I was sittin in the pen On the strength that I had to hurt something Cuz my stomach hurtin I'm a cool nigga, but don't let me start buggin Love my moms, love my little sis, plus my little dunn Niggas gotta eat, fuck settling for crumbs Hell no, me a bum on the streets looking dumb Til hell freezes over yo y'all niggas better run (Chorus)(Repeated 2x) (Havoc) Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow) (Prodigy) Guns redundant My dunns move in abundance We loose cannons, my rugar will pop somethin What's all the frontin Being cavilier will get you nothing Or maybe touched though Keep pressing me and we be thumpin like the ? vs. the hawks When little boy got a foot long stuck in his back And punctured his lungs It's very brutal, how the N.I.C. will do you Yo get KO'ed and pissed on for being rude Yeah, respect the colors and the flag i wave Respect the I.M.D. embroidery My shit is classic and authentic Blowin dick Y'all niggas grafting my whole presence Get your own shit My voltage, be higher than the wire pole get King vulture, more flyer than your average rap pigeon Now, twist up your cheebas I get deeper in debt My rap page make niggas throw they reefer at us Love me, bless me, like you supposed to do Just don't test me niggas I be toasted up What(echoes) (Havoc) Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit and lived through the bullshit (Chorus #2) Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit(no doubt no doubt, yeah yeah yeah) So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow) (Prodigy) My style, identical to guns that burst I'm like a fourth when I go off, or even worse It's like an ill box cutter fight where no one backs down My shit burn, make em far from a clown (Havoc) Ay yo, likewise See a nigga that I can't trust is a nigga I despise Then I, reply with a cold shoulder You ain't a gat holder, you just a crossover switchover Chorus #2 (Chorus #3) Cuz I done dealt with the bullshit Lived through the bullshit(uh huh, yeah) So put a clamp on them loose lips My niggas do kill shit(pow pow, pow pow pow)