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アーティスト:Missin' Linx  アルバム:Exhibit A 

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[Problemz] Shit sounds like some old wild western Shoot em up, O.K. Corral Blowin up spots, Missin Linx Better run that Prepare your eardrums For one of the ruggedest raw MC's To ever bless the mic device, Rhymes Galore like Busta You musta been sniffin that shit To think that you could fuck wit me or any of the members of my click For that matter, wit ya chitter-chatter Makin your body parts splatter Send you an e-mail bomb and erase your data Now you're clueless, wonderin how I do this Simple and plain, I run wit real niggas and squads that carry Rugers [Al Tariq] Aiyyo I shit you and noyds and spit that shit called noise Got your boys losin poise, kickin Stories like some Toys Wit the kung-fu grip, don't trip Watch the crack or break your mother's fuckin back Flip script and watch me act like a legend Got you pledgin your allegience To the three men, potent cuz we semen Let me control all sons, leak shit, we come wit tons You could never see these ones, just our mothafuckin guns [Chorus x2] [All] M-I-double-S-I-N Linx, Missin In Action [AT] The Artist Formerly Known as Fashion [BA] By the way my name Attack, first name Black [PZ] Problemz [All] Put it all together and ya'll still couldn't solve em [Black Attack] Oh ya'll niggas talk the slim shit Don't make me have to rewind this back Black Attack got the Feds lookin for dimes and crack None of that though, we been unloaded, fuckin blowin I exploded, fuck is ya'll smokin, sounded corroded Ya'll know my status, fuck wit dime pieces Twist Godfather's full of


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