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Shaolin What (Skit)

I'm the bastard, the total package like Lex Luger

Pull a sting like a yellow jacket makin' maneuvers

Through the slums nigga, Iron Lung, Ladies and Gentlemen

Welcome to my torture chamber pen and the pendulum

Foul play year T2000 be Judgement Day

Face millennium hell to pay

My knuckles soft from the star wars of han solo

South paw, ring your bell like it's Quasimodo, what is the law?

Stay hardcore, my clan logo, move too quick to catch a photoJettin' on land like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?

These niggaz actin' like they've been through it

As if the hardcore to the truest

I can't lose like Parker Lewis

Set in my ways

Got you corny niggaz askin' who is Johnny Blaze

Get a late pass stinkin' ass sucker ass

Now you sufferin' like succotash

While Johnny Cash, makin' moves on your moneybagsI'm strict lovin', stickin' hundreds in your honeys ass

My verbal bucket in the background

Holdin' me down, watching these clowns

As they eyeballin' all day in the mind

Gettin' high y'all, put it on the sky fold

The night troll, rap infected, get the Lysol to disinfect it

You don't know me or my fuckin' method

That's the shit that made me tip

When I wrote a pitch, how many leech it?Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill, poor pitch man

Now Borne jungle nils one more game, hit me with

That shit they be smokin'

Got cali niggaz loc'in, New York niggaz open

John Hay phenomenon, the mega bomb

Transformed in a firearm like Megatron

You get stepped on and shit upon, I'ma stay calm

Knowin' brothers wanna do me harm

Shaolin' whylen what punks

Songwriters

HENRIQUES, SEAN PAUL/SMITH, CPublished by

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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