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Facing Off

Come on, come on rap dudes, let's rap rap dudes

Yeah, yeah, come on motherfucka, yeah I gave ya a hour, nigga

But now I want my shit back, bring it to ya ass, Fizzy Wo Mack, L.A.

I'm a continue to bring it to ya ass, motherfucka

Welcome me back bitch nigga, it's the rapper dude

(Slash)

No actor dude, snap a dude

(Brownsville)

You listen to gun shots pop, it's murder capitol

We all for one boy, where them young boys clappin' you

And thugs hold the fort down tight, they bust back at you

Another nigga drop, tryin' to stop drug traffic dude

B-Boy's employed decoys just to trap a fool

Any and every individual this can happen too

We move on niggas, rip two's on niggas

'Cuz ain't no tellin' what them fellas about

I remain in the cut, comprehendin' ya doubts

Back up off me, soft me, spit ten then I'm out

Silly motherfuckas gettin' carried away

But they fuck around with Fame and get carried away

'Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of sea

Nigga of the sky, the Fire, M.O.P.

I'm a front big Willie like I'm runnin' this game

What I can play, Lil' Fame like a mothafucka

Say why ya rollin', I'm patrolin', man God on steel

Who the fuck you think you are nigga? Ron O'Neal?

(Fuck outta here)

All I really need is respect, that's what I'm mention for

(Bitch)

What you inchin' for, what ya flinchin' fo'?

(Clack clack)

And when it jump off, don't ask did he know

Because he knows who the fuck I am, Fizzy Woe, magnificent baby

Firing Squad, one of a kind nigga, top of the line niggas

Divine niggas illest, My niggas, you know my steez nigga

You know my steez, M.O.P., Fizzy Woe

Yo I'm a Brownsville native junior, I'm talkin' born and raised

That's where we learn to let the pistol spark bark and blaze

(First Family)

Suffer for days

(Come on)

And we inheritin' them criminal ways

I survive with a fist full of hopes and dreams

And a hand full of niggas that I call upon team

By the time I was thirteen

(Thirteen)

I got myself a 318 and startin' makin' moves, baby

It's like I told ya boy, my environment put me on front line

(Soldier Boy)

Rapid fire the greatest of all time

We 'em dance, waitin' for Shaq to get back

(Welcome home my nigga)

I done made plans, 96% of this world don't know I exist

That's why my point is gettin' missed

I walks with my brother Mike Sone, as I stroll thru the ghetto

And the sun is like the wind beneath my wings like zeros, nigga

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