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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Hey, yeah, aight
Just count me in, up in here, aight?
Yeah, uh, uh, uhFirst and foremost, let's distinguish the boys from the men
The start to a end, a foe from a friend
Who next of kin, when I bust this iron across yo' chin, nigga?
Let me extend payments, due on your arrangementsTurn on the news, nigga, listen to the latest development
Extra, extra, read all about it, master Pras, always 'bout it, 'bout it
Bring tears to your fears when I shout it, shout it
Made Thomas believe, though he doubt it, doubt itYeah, what's all the fussin' and bickerin' for?
Yeah, few shots up your ass, hear from you no more

For sure, you belong with an M-16
Stand in front of the door that you just can't ignoreGo figure, hit the floor, nigga
Random shots, run for your life, nigga
This goes for my niggas who gets no bigger
Sweat on your forehead, let's see who pull quickerMurder dem, murder dem
In a competition, me go, murder dem
Wha', what? Follow dem, follow dem
In this situation, me no follow demWhen me gone, all pussy haffi run
When me gun, all cowards haffi run
When me gun, no man haffi come
'Cause we murder dem, murder demI'm livin' on danger's ground, where the danger's mine
Hold firm, stand strong, 'bout to blow like land mine
Never mind, draw, reach for yours, I'ma go for mine
Leave you paralyzed with a broken spineThey seize and they shrine in the line of fire
Retreat, recline from all firearm
Ring the alarm, bring the bomb squad, word to God
Got your number, nigga, watch, I'll pull your cordPardon me, sincerely yours
Down by law, out to settle the scores
Haters shoutin', "No, he can't be no more"
Parasite, leachin' down, rottin' to the coreCash rule, jewels cool, drown in my whirlpool
'Scuse my rudeness, rude boy from Providence
These fists of fear remain to be fearless
Move like flyin' faders full automation
Pumpin' carbon monoxide through your blood circulationSeparate these facts like segregation
Trial and tribulation, high expectation
The brigade shut off, backs seen me run off
Cagein' with Nicholas, it's a 'Face Off'
What? Yeah, ha, umMurder dem, murder dem
In a competition, me go, murder dem
Wha', what? Follow dem, follow dem
In this situation, me no follow demWhen me gone, all pussy haffi run
When me gun, all cowards haffi run
When me gun, no man haffi come
'Cause we murder dem, murder demIn case you didn't know, it's the P R A S
Got strategies like playing chess
Penetrate through your flesh, yes, hit me with your best
Got issues to address, nonethelessCheckmate, only makin' moves with my playmate
Prakazrel is Pras when it's abbreviate
My puncture is accurate, nigga, you dead weight
Dislocate every bone in your bodyThen sit back and evaluate
Every mental thought process is isolate
Perception is clear, with my steel, I should demonstrate
You were last seen gettin' head from a drag queenCome clean, nigga, what with an eighteen
The supreme dream team, cash rule and cream
While your body lies up in the neon brim
What? Yeah, wha', what, wha', what? HaMurder dem, murder dem
In a competition, me go, murder dem
Wha', what? Follow dem, follow dem
In this situation, me no follow demWhen me gone, all pussy haffi run
When me gun, all cowards haffi run
When me gun, no man haffi come
'Cause we murder dem, murder demUh huh, uh huh
Refugee camp, all stars
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeahMurder dem, murder dem
In a competition, me go, murder dem
Wha', what? Follow dem, follow dem
In this situation, me no follow demWhen me gone, all pussy haffi run
When me gun, all cowards haffi run
When me gun, no man haffi come
'Cause we murder dem, murder dem

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Pras is the stage name of Samuel Prakazrel Michel (born October 19, 1972), an American rapper. Born in Haïti, Pras was a member of the popular hip hop group The Fugees. His debut solo effort, Ghetto Supastar, was released in the autumn 1998, following solo releases of his bandmates Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill. Released on Ruffhouse Records, the album's title track "Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are)" featured vocals by Mya and Ol' Dirty Bastard. His newest album, Win Lose or Draw, was released in 2005 and featured the single, "Haven't Found".

Read more about Pras on Last.fm.


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