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One More to Go

アーティスト:Inspectah Deck 

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[Intro] 5...4...3...2...1...0 [explosion] [Inspectah Deck] Yea, this is the poisonous, venomous Killa-Bee, queen bee connection Live and direct Shaolin, BK, QB, Boogie Down, wherever you found Yo, yo, deadly venom is how we end 'em Mast avenge 'em, no friend of him, bend 'em in half for enterin My comrodery move like tight security Known to tear the club up plus the after party On the battle field catch a body With no fair warnin, my queen bee connect swarm on 'em Primate, hold your mic straight before you challenge 'me Your light weight and only force me to cause casualty Battery packs catch match mines with the solar powered, they get over powered Shower with rhymes just like white lines of powder Feel the realness from bein solo with this crowd here [J-Boo] Yo, yo, yo, this time we takin no shorts for sure I'm comin through, smash you motherfuckers to the floor Whoever wanted war, yo, bring it If you got the sword, I'ma swing it Slither back to the pit when my phone started ringin Yo, come here, what's up, niggaz rock to get stuck Niggaz runnin through the chamber they ain't givin a fuck 'cause I'm deadly, I'ma set the pace like a medly Relay, who could match the venom on the replay [Finesse] Aiyyo, the bitch nice and catch crack like dice Give 'em a double order of man slaughter on the tape recorder Fuck the law and order, tape muffled and distorted All you heard was murderous shots, the rest was pre-recorded The jury voted, I'm a free venom, hittin niggaz with the momentum Even villains wanna get up in 'em The feelin's devious from the previous With the way we leavin this is sure to make snakes hiss [Method Man] It be I, the most high, fly robin fly Keep a close eye on Johnny 5, I'll be comin live From New York, it's Saturday night So it's only right, I step to the phony types See 'em in the party actin hard, but the hardly a threat to the vet Once you start me, no stoppin, no pardon me No coppin a plea, I beat you in the head, third degree What's the science, the 411, can't do me none Still ghetto, I rhyme ghetto, my brother's ghetto Never say die and never settle For anythin less than what the devil possess I'm like MOP to the death Now who is Johnny Blaze, Mr. Meth Motherfucka [Chorus: J-Boo, (Cappadonna)] Hittin fever, come with the raw Deadly Venom meet the Wu, no more to come, now what is left to do (Ghetto collaborations, such a deadly combination Face to face, Shakin your earth, rockin your nation) [Champ MC] Yo, yo, yo, Sons of fishes rollin with a devious Clan I got a master plan how to blast your man Gettin lyrical, fightin your feelin deep in your mental Like a pencil all in your brain, killin your spiritual The original, fishin y'all, rollin with a bunch of criminals Street gunner, Venom strike like thunder This is shit that'll stop your hunger Ready for war, let me let you get a taste of the raw Comin through with the Clan so you won't get far Batters and scars, all respect due to the gods And my queen killa-bees just collectin that cheese Overseas, gettin ready for the year 2G, DVs


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