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Genetic for Terror Lyrics

I'm talking to you n***** on the north, south, east and west
f*** with Mally G and get a hole in your chest
I'm droping antosiastic metaphoric-type lines
The badest n**** to ever come of from the krib ana ryhme
Bracket fall creep for my deep meditation
As I break their a** up like appreciation
I stepped to the microphone and shouted:
Girls, who's got it.
You can kiss me. And ask to make a love song about it
I'm off the raw from every fras that's stand for black
Get the f*** out, f****** rat, just like a pump(hard to hear)
I come from the deep side, with Def squad in the basement
My style's been on deathwatch, like suicidepatients
When 50 grant start the illest level.
Shook in a n***** shaft. I conntact more steels then the devil.
Soon as rock become the main incredient.
I'll be making little n***** like little Ginger
Def squad represanting, get's no ruffer then this, lyrics.
Kill is a sinn
With a guillotine
Showing the Massachutien rap style from juwanail
To cross the border with alphabetical disorder
In s***er, increasing pain, insane in the brain
m*********as blowing their brain in diffrent delain
i take a fake a** n**** and toast his a**
Slik him numb, like multiple-glowroses *blahm*
I'll be that funky-like lyrical maniac who never pays me
Their hoffing and their poffing could never face me
Cuz I'll be, countalistic paper, you be my idol
God d***, the f****** homicide
Now, who dare's to be looking at me, I ain't nobody
i'm just that little n**** who'll be f****** up the party
Pop the DJ, with his life collagegrand
And n***** will be blast in the mix
Chorus:
Genetic for terror
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Don't ever cross
my brothers, up way in north
But I will never take a lost croud, just stay on course
I've been living on a lot of dog s***
type of more-and-more s***
Alot of MC's lost it
I'm here to terrorize the hardcore in the underground
n***** back down or you'll get smacked down
On the real. n***** been acting like a m*****f*****g truppa
I sleep with the luka, to blast the intruders
I walked maniced depressed
You can't f*** with my steff
I put some wounds into your chest
to put your a** in deep rest
So who're trying to see, leeding his own def squad
Who can put n***** to sleep, like a m****f***ing graveyard
I split your cranium, take that bullshit-tender
I twist you head off, like Dr. Mindbender
Who's the suspect, dressed in black, and is down on bring you the genetic for terror
Before I even fix my lips to speak, you know what I'll say
This is freaked, with a nuts word-play
I walked onto the face of the earth
All this p**** m****f****s up for what they're worth
I f*** wild like juwanil and bluetrail
like another rapper, with a freaking wrestlers style
plus, there ain't no such thing as never geting tucked
Girls jump in my flow, like double dunk
i leave em' lost, in between recarection. In judgement day
Is were the punk-n**** lay
And it's deeper then you think
And it's borned alot of ho's so it will sink
f****** with this, funkabius, n***** from tha mist
m********** motion get stiff on colarisis
The Def squad MC
PPP, full of struction and addnormality
And we're intact incredibly
Disimpermenent, disability
I escapat like Peggt Flim overfunked beats
And locked down the streets
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Last Chance, No Breaks (1995)