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    [Verse 1]
    You heard it wrong nigga, ain't nothing sweet
    about my techniques
    you checkin' for my breathless quotes I wrote deadly
    My history so thoroughly involves destruction
    niggaz left with their ass bleedin', lyrical f-cking
    Open up, first to bust, let me see your heart
    turn the lights down, cause I might clown in the dark
    When I check for the Heartz of Men what do we find?
    niggaz watchin' for my pockets, planning plots on mine
    Am I blind? Let my rhymes speak, for me in history
    a legend you define me
    Don Makaveli bitch bow down to Death Row
    F-ck what you say we untouchable now that we done shook
    Doc Dre
    He ain't made a beat in six years, swear he the shit
    Won't get no record sales suckin' Nas dick
    Let me get my preach on nigga drop the beat, I get my freak on
    The wrong one for you to speak on
    Motherf-cker watch ya mouth

    [Verse 2]
    Look I heard Nas got beef cause I'm dissin' his clique, cool
    come bring your ass nigga you can get dissed
    I worldwide steady war rappin',
    Get your cash on nigga, five times platinum
    What's that?
    De-La got a problem with this hard shit
    ever since "me myself and I", y'all been garbage
    I'm gonna keep it real, show you how it feels to ride
    Y'all went three feet and stopped risin'
    Wendy Williams is a fat bitch, that's the truth
    I got a jar full of niggas nuts that's for you
    Let the Westside Eastside drama seize
    I'll come alone to your own streets, Outlaw
    Prepare for panic when I unleash
    Niggas is lucky if they leave here in one piece
    Queen Puff never had no heart to start
    So how the hell Biggie Smalls get the part?
    Watch ya mouth

    [Verse 3]
    What I bring to you is hard core, the very essence of my poetry
    Dyslexic so you backward ass niggas will notice me
    The only G to bleed for the shit I bring
    And swing hard on motherf-ckers that's my thing
    Vocally I'm pure so you O.D. tryin' to throw me
    Don't get ya life took tryin' to run with ya homies, y'all know me
    Same nigga so quick to blast
    On this worldwide mash, trying to get some cash
    Holla my name and the game will follow
    Wait and I'll murder these snakes tomorrow
    Bunch of washed up jealous ass punk though
    Quit bullshitting Pac, flip the promo
    Makaveli rise, all you niggas die when I come
    I'll do some fly shit and be done
    They say Pac ain't got love for the eastside
    You a lying motherf-cker, nigga we ride
    Watch ya mouth

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