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    Yo, niggas with nerve get served like hors d'oeuvres
    I'm kickin you straight to the curb with a Mossburg
    Rollin with nuff disrespect, put a Tec to your neck
    Bust shots and watch your tonsils hit the deck
    Lettin you know where I stand
    Original ( ? ) gun bad bwoy like Ninjaman
    Back-talk I don't stand for
    Some young chip tried to flip, I put a slug in a man door
    One shell and he fell, it was done quick
    I'm known to run thick and handle a gun slick
    And I collect body parts for souvenirs
    Chunks of butt, toes, fingers and human ears
    I got a trunk full of heads and bag of balls
    My pump wet more chumps than Niagara Falls
    Any crumb out of line
    Get stung by the nine
    Left deaf, dumb and blind
    Beaten and bagged and then dragged to the dungeon
    Coppin a plea while I'm stompin your lungs in
    Original mack, my attack is disastrous
    Killin you slow, so you know who the master is
    That's the Grand Daddy U
    A nigga step wrong, and that ass is through

    I wet em up
    (Wet em up)

    Sucker niggas get wet

    I'm pluggin your mug full of slugs like a stone cold lunatic
    Chumps talk slick, but end up gettin ruined quick
    When I blast ass is full
    I'm wettin you with the 16 with cops on the scene, and all
    Feds flex, but can't get me
    If I go down, I'm takin plenty muthafuckas down with me
    So your best bet's to scatter
    I make your guts splatter
    And twist the piss out your bladder
    One split blow to your dome, and your skull cracks
    The mic Mad Max splittin backs with a dull axe
    And I set shop to flames
    To hell with the games, I'm goin out like Jesse James
    A long black revolver in my holster
    Starin myself eye-to-eye on a 'most wanted' poster
    Got a charge in every state
    From murder to rape and jail break
    For makin a great escape
    But I ain't even on the run
    Cause straight up top, any cop steppin up will get done
    I holds my own ground and don't clown around
    The three-pound'll turn New York to a ghost town
    Stampede, guaranteed to make you bleed indeed
    Dead bodies roll around like tumble weed
    And in hearts I plant fear
    I shoot a four-fifth with a silencer, makin sure you can't hear
    All you see is punks fallin, asses haulin
    Innocent bystanders tryin to get away crawlin
    Niggas down on all fours like whores
    So pause, or the next life lost is yours

    I wet em up
    (Wet em up)

    Sucker niggas get wet

    I'm tellin you straight, there's no escape from the jaws of death
    When I crush, some messed up flesh is all that's left
    Eyes out the socket, bones snapped in half
    Trail of dead bodies lie in my path
    The aftermath is crucial, pure monstrosity
    Watchin heads fly at a high velocity
    So prepare to face your doom
    I'm pushin your ass right back through your mother's womb
    Raggamuffin no bluffin, it's all real
    When I pull the steel prepare for a raw deal
    One wrong move, you're dead
    (Boom-bye-bye in a batty bwoy head)
    See ya

    I wet em up
    (Wet em up)

    Sucker niggas get wet

    (Wet em up)

    Sucker niggas get wet

    (Wet em up)

    Goddamnit

    (Wet em up)

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