Some of the harder ***

Peep this Niggaz get vexed whenever I step in

Always wanna flex so I got a weapon

Which protects me and mine

Get too bold then you're seein' nine milli I rhyme silly but it really don't mean nothin'

I seen thugs always want a mean mug so I bring slugs

To the party to reassure I'd be secure

Really don't know why they beefin' for I leave teeth in the floor like fossils I toss flows

Just to show you what the boss knows

I got style to make men hostile

I shall continue then you still lost while Challenging in physical combat

Show me the ringleader and the Wiz'll go bomb that

I come fat, you niggaz front runt cease

They say bigger punks fear but I don't hear What they say I should and when a hood try to steal my goods

Good, I wanna show him that dreads can fly

Heads, I stood my ground as they surround

Schemin' on the deep down but I defeat clowns

With intellect then the next flex so I'm good to wreck

Brains, it takes gall to brawl with minds in chains It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains This conflict is making John sick

But men wanna fight over nothing

Nonsense is common, and common sense is none

Niggaz always wanna *** your fists and run I try to walk down MacArthur and talk ta

Pedestrians, who got the sacks to alter my mind

And find the right one

Dug in the bushes so I can get a tight one, it's fat I got it and now I need to be leavin'

I believe men might get shady even if they know me

Just because we flow, the oldie wants my dough

We all know where he can go I'm not takin' no shorts from you and you ain't takin' *** from me

I ain't no punk so I hit the G

I'm throwin' one hitter quitters to trap 'em

You know when I'm strapped, so I shoulda just mopped 'em But nah, I'm not foolish, I keep a tool

With me, but that don't mean that I won't bust a fool's lip

Equipped be my adjectives cause I had to live long

In slums where chums come at you wrong And try to get you for all your cent

Unless you're not dipped you got your defenses on

They plot for your dough

You might catch a hot one, so be careful

I be prepared for fools It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains

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