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Face the Music

Now we push rhymes, crazy rhymes

Words forced fed through your mind trace the source

Brother, brother

Face the music don't confuse it for anotherNothing comes close to this

Kiss the sky

These grands change hands as our fans multiply

We push rhymesPeople gather 'round when we kick 'em

Go boy shifty stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Burning bridges, smokinism, losin' my religion

Shooting the breezeWe got these MCs ass kissing

So If you can't take the heat get your ass outta the kitchen

I freak it off the wall

Crammin,' slammin', point of views into your fucking skull

Bitch that's why we stick 'emBitch

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Bitch

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(Stick e, stick e)

Bitch

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Bitch

Stick 'emWell if I tapped you on the spinal with an

Anaesthetic epic is the definition written into grooves of vinyl

It's called survival

Without drop the stylish into friction

Tectonic traits drifting like the platesIt shakes like the quakes in Cali

The mystic Maharaji

Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid

Producer supper status

I'm here to claim my rein as the baddest beat peddler

So place your bet middlerThe roof is a blaze and yo

Were smoking out the fiddler

We're sippin' on a hundred proof liquor

Welcome to the dooms day, dawnin', hot like the sun

No time to relax we pack the dooms day gunStick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Bitch

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

(Stick e, stick e)

Bitch

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Bitch

Stick 'emCall me a drifter, richter when I hit you with the stick

I'm talking shit, the pit starter a wanted man

The one who cuffed your daughter to my bed stand and

I talk a lotta shit because I know a lotta shitI know, I said I'd quit but I just want another hit

It's madness pimpin' like Gladys

The baddest maintainer status that is no question

Releasing tension as we step into the seventh dimensionThis jabber jaw's jaws are slappin'

We's what's happenin'

The bones are breakin' and fingers snappin'

The pressure is on with non stop action

Whether bangin' your head or steady maxin'Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Bitch

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em

(Stick e, stick e)

Bitch

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Bitch

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

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