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[Kool G. Rap:] This religous get made, clean titles through the edge of a blade Afro bro flow, smoother than '70's suede Number one headband, hold an edge, you'se a dead man Noted ID's, IV's or bed pans Sword still left hand, blood in the red sand You know where I rep the desert lands with a desert blam The baby working my heavy hands, dudes call him Afro Precise style from big piece to asshole And y'all talk like I'm the one to listen I'm on a long mission, dude is gone fishing Seven thirty early, you beating the dog fisherman I don't chase 'em or replace 'em, I fish 'em in I take a him shot, and walk away whistling Plot on tops of the five fam at the christening Bubble goose, double loop like the Michelen man Streets of N.Y.C. to the Michigan, man [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang] Boy, you know, you already know, boy, you already know Boy, you know, you already know, boy, you already know Boy, you know, you already know, boy, you already know Boy, you know, you already know, boy, you already know [Inspectah Deck:] Straight out the woods, where the hoods don't come SongtexteIt's the legend and I'm second to none, son it's better to run Try and test before you get to ya gun You gon' leave with ya head in the trunk Sho' nuff I'm a beast on the stretch, realize You done said ya last words once I reach for the hip Man don't even give me reason to flip, it's the season to flip You know the drill, so don't even resist The kid lives with the blade, one with the jungle Calm and I'm humble, but I said it in the rage I'm looking for some getback, getback I'm quick to push ya wig back, nigga shouldn't have did that Now I'm on your ass like tight pants All across mountain top, deep water and highlands See me, see the Indian dance, for all ya'll I'm death in the flesh, remember my face [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania