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Correct 1112 (ft. Masta Killa, Killah Priest, & Njeri) Lyrics
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Correct 1112 (ft. Masta Killa, Killah Priest, & Njeri)
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Bobby said, "Fuck spendin' 50 on a whip, buy equip" Mental flip, got a thousand tracks stored on a chip Said he had mad toys to make noise You split and separate drums like asteroids The concerned producer sampled this question Hit him with the beat for the answer with extra compression When sound travel, it quickly grab you And equalizes the pitch up, until it have you Bugged out, tryin' to think you can match this The portrait's too graphic Panoramic view for you, stamp Wu The feature Gothic, the outcome will be catastrophic We wrote block-tic checkpoints on your next joint And who the nigga you anoint? 700 volts on the track to slay Murderous wordplay displayed for killin' cascades Throwin' bullets in the air to test wind Which way the cyclone spins Counter on clockwise, still civilized Kill spies on the wall that still flies all dies Give no extension on the lynchin' It's tension if the name of the Clan is mentioned It's the aura that's felt that causes one to flash his gun And reveal how he really feel, confirmed He'll never live after the show, see the promoted for the dough I'm takin', breakin' his wax Throw my shit on to perform my selection from the Swarm Day 2 breaks, it's a stormy Monday My ninjas lay in ravines and ditches Underneath shrubs and leaves They breathed through underwater reeds The enemy walks above, Clan remain subterranean mud Off shore banks, tanks approach the location Bombarded by the circle of death formation Telecom lines are sniped from these low altitude strikes Shatterin' bulletproof helmets with scrap nail fragments of cell Inhale these venomous thought that I propel Through the North facility, the city must suffer at the hand Of the Chief's command, volts is in At 3 minute intervals the heat intenses Deadenin' the power from electrical fences Defenses are down, shake a nigga up Bounce him off the sound {You know what I'm sayin'? The God Cadaver, in the streets of Iris We talk about sex, money and drugs (Ruled by power)} {And y'all cats don't know what it's about (Love and power) It goes deeper than what you see on TV Killah Priest, come on} Burnin' desire, ebony eyes, painted toe nails, legacys die Winnin' by the well, Egyptian Queens, Arabian Sheiks Paid to knock off rich kings for the joy some sing Graveyards filled with scarlet widows who stabbed they husbands Sleepin' on silk pillows, blood on they robes Disguised as beggar in cheap wool clothes Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, pull out they gats Like magic wands, castin' spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell Trappin' they souls in realms, baptize 'em with holy water Springin' on the heads of plenty witches' daughters Interviews with the richest reporters Silent nights over the dividers A thousand Muslims bow before the Kaaba Hebrews flee to the hills of Masada For the love of God, guns make a loud sound I'ma show you how thugs get down Shoot outs, bullets turn into bloodhounds and hunt you down Cursed nation, lost generation X-Files, describe them in the future as cosmic rulers Fallen angels from space intruders Dyin' saints, blood spilled on the floor like wet paint See it in the pictures, read it like the lost scriptures Dissolve it with your 100 proof liquor Ha, I shot the sheriff and the deputy secondly Threatenin' the lives of those who threaten me Lessenin' my chances of defeat by predeterminin' the victory As taught by Sun Tzu in the chapter, after the third one I heard my words shall be bombed Regardless to anything or anyone or else I die by the gun, my life has just begun Thought I was livin' all along but I was wrong This long road I have to travel in countless battles These filthy snakes with poison fangs and rattles Kings, queens and pharaohs change to cattle Unable to [Incomprehensible] the Devil's [Incomprehensible] Singin' at his eyes on the sparrow, mind narrow 2 positions, horoscopes and tarots Hark harolds, angels and Christmas carols Raven images hang from the mantels Man made slaves and modern day babbles Raw from Africa and golden ropes and sandles By wicked thieves and vandals Who man-handled us with leather whips and burnin' candles And rambled through our castle, leavin' niggaz shambles Stole our golden sodas like some Arab camels We gazed, amazed and baffled as he loaded his ammo With to the barrel and blasted out our bone marrow We went to Gretal and the Hansel, tricked by this wicked jackal Children of my grand old daddy, have me In mind, were they lost in this wilderness blind?
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