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Bust 'Em In - Jedi Mind Tricks/Reef The Lost Cauze/Apathy/Celph Titled
Hard to the motherf**king core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run we gonna tear the head piece up
Uh huh you don't want beef because
Vinnie I had enough of them you bust them in
Vinnie I had enough of them you bust them in
Lost bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
AOTP fresh Nikes and ice links
You won't feel till after the punch like a spiked drink
Sipping Goose till my eyes pink ninety-five live rings
Real niggas survive things and die kings
I can hear that homie sayin'
Yo you owe it to me
So it's no holds barre
Like the old Hulk Hogan movie
You got a heart homeboy
Then show it to me
The flow's majestic I spit a roll of golden fruities
I'm old school like roll a dooby
Daddyo my hoes is groovy
Pay my rent with dough from groupies
A pimp and a killer gorilla in your project
Nine milli really only defence of my logic
The shotgun just sits in the closet
Waiting for you f**kers to come dip in my sh*t
Nonsense the weak could never stop the through
B**ch niggas suspect
I call them boys gossip girls
Hard to the motherf**king core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run we gonna tear the head piece up
Uh huh you don't want beef because
Vinnie I had enough of them
You bust them in
Vinnie I had enough of them
You bust them in
Lost bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
I treat tools like b**ches
Cause I always got a few biscuits
And bus them in like kids from different school districts
Y'all dipshits will get your spinal discs flipped
Rhymes will make the vinyl disc skip
Find your wrists slit
Nickel-plated nine shine
Like diamonds on Slick Rick
I'm wicked as a Wiccan b**ch
When the candle wick's lit
Want to sample this sh*t
You need to read Sanskrit
And travel to the top of Mount Sinai to transmit
Running through the Red Seas like an escaped slave
Then holding up the walls of water
With my sound waves
Like what I was doing during Public Execution
Half-human half-mutant
Ap the seed of Rasputin
Gats shooting
Shots ricocheting off of my steel body
And three quarter length fat goose to conceal shotties
The god walks the surface of the Sun
It won't melt feet
Cause when's the last time
You heard Ap rip a Celph beat
Hard to the motherf**king core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run we gonna tear the head piece up
Uh huh you don't want beef because
Vinnie I had enough of them
You bust them in
Vinnie I had enough of them
You bust them in
Lost bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
Bust bust them in
I'm a five-star general
The motherf**king main man
Flip a bird hold a swammy with the same hand
And do a rain dance
When blood splatters and sprays
Cement mix in your IV turn your anatomy grey
Nobody ratted at A-O-T-P not trenched with OPP
I'm obsessed with OCD
A temperamental mental patient
With cyberkenetic onboard computer integration
One of rap's most innovative voices or flows
In front of missile-command buttons
I look around all my choices just blow
So now you should know
I'm the don of braggadocio
Flamethrower I'm Cobra Kai
And I'm keeping it dojo name goers
Come down and sign up
I'm training soldiers to rhyme rough
And get they punchlines up
Cause you ain't f**king
With the gold beard Rubix Cuban nowhere
No rap is nowhere near
What I just wrote here oh yeah