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Serious Rap Shit Lyrics

    [guru]
    From jump street i thump beats, that's bangin in the streets
    See now my cypher's complete
    I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left
    Who's next to flex, i get more thrills than sex
    Microphone is like a loaded mac
    Who's that there that's tryin to hold us back?
    I don't think so, we attack the premises
    I'm like your nemesis, devils better remember this
    Yo, the g-u-r-u, of the gang, can always hang
    I'll string you out, with the dope that i sling
    And you can't touch it, when i'm goin off
    And crazy shouts, to my niggaz up north
    Although you're locked down, you're still on my mind
    So rewind selector, rewind rewind
    I'm kickin shit off my dome
    I puff the chalice with dread feel the steel the real the chrome

    Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
    New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
    (repeat 2x)

    [lil' dap]
    Aiyyo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit
    I'll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile
    Kid shit is gettin hectic, i'm packin a mac-10
    Niggaz wanna check it, i'm thirsty for action
    Ninety-five shit is real gotta pack my steel
    Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill
    I ain't goin out like that
    I bust enough caps in backs, and other niggaz they be fakin jacks
    Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up
    You act up, reload the clip, now back up
    Straight up, don't let me break fool because you lose...

    Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious
    New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
    (repeat 4x)

    [big shug]
    I sit back, and watch mc's take freefalls
    Bounce em off walls, like superball
    Stand tall, and terrorize mc's
    All the ones who wanna be like me
    You can't get with the exquisite shit i kiddick
    You get caught up, like ted kennedy, in chappaquidick
    You can't roll with my flavor or style
    I outlast mc's by miles, and i got
    The hot, style that pops
    I'm givin hardrocks body shots when i rock
    You can't even test me, no matter how hard you try
    Fuck around lay around punk, do or die
    I'm back again, the roughneck nigga from boston
    When i swing, i got mad drama that i bring
    The crews, all back me up
    And we come to rip cause our shit's too rough, yeah!

    Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious
    New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
    (repeat 4x)

    [big shug] uhh
    [lil' dap] yeah, baby pah like this

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