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You heard the legendary Alphabetical Slaughter My man Papoose is back to make history again Check it, I'ma scream out the numbers and he gonna break 'em down from one to nine This is Numercial Slaughter Yo Pap, let's go One! To keep it one-hundred all I need is one mic You only live once, God gave you one life I caught one felony, committed one crime I was on 1st Street, duckin' from the one-time It's only one light, one king, one sun One lead, love's gonna get you KRS-One'd Two! I had to run from two cops, for two blocks, it's too hot Hand on my twenty-two, listening to 2Pac I'm now a two time felon, two thorough, two llamas Had to call up my ex girl cause she was a two timer Two in your lower body, two in your upper One time a lollipop, two time's a sucker Three! Bust three checks, they gon' clear in three days You was talkin' bout me, you ain't know they let me listen on a three-way He had a three-pound when he caught his third strike He a three time loser, they gave him a three to life Four! SongtexteForty four magnum, forty caliber handgun Sippin' a forty ounce of beer, hang where you can't come Twin forty cal's on my waist, I'm a thug I got two forties on me like the forty-forty club Five! Five boroughs of death, you don't understand Don't give me a five if you ain't my man They taking shots at Remy Makaveli, I'm like wow Five shots couldn't drop her, she took it and smiled A couple of my homeboys rep that five They throw it up, give you five on a black hand side If my fam got a problem, I'ma ride, I'll be there like Jackie, Tito, Jermaine, Marlon, Michael, the Jackson 5 Six! We could build on a 6 God Six stands for equality, that's if you swift, God Head cracked you at the dice game, I rolled a six, y'all Fuck a 16, I could kill you in six bars You sold your soul to the Devil so it's hard to compete You reppin' 6-6-6, that's the mark of the beast Seven! They say seven's a lucky a number But we been suffering seven winters and six summers In a sprinter with seven shooters, the seven seater Niggas is snitching, they be singing like Sevyn Streeter Caught him slippin' at the 7-11 and did him dirty Try to play me, I'm crazy baby, 7-30 Eight! Last night I ate on the block, made eight licks Last customer who got on my nerves got eighty-six Cross me, get your food ate, crow Papoose Messin' with me'll get you ate, like four times two Nine! Travel with the nine on my side since '99 Wide-eyed, these pussy cats got nine lives The greatest rapper died on March 9th, son I got 99 problems, and a bitch ain't one If the G don't get you, the nine will, I'm the king Nines all over my shirt, Gino Green Yo that was crazy, Pap, from one to nine Now go from ten to twenty, let's go! I was a tenant in them tenements Had hustling tendencies Ten niggas doubt me like Memphis, that's something Tennessee Ten AM to Ten PM, ten toes down Aus Songtexte Mania