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Inspectah Deck
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Trife Diesel
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New York, Islander fitted, peep the style I invented
Silencer on the .40 Cal, I cramp your style in a minute
I'm vintage, authentic, my brain is tormented
Got the physique of a god, I was made in the Lord's image
That's word to mama, I was perfectly sculpted
Put rappers in surgery in the infirmary, post it
Place 'em in body bags and leave 'em virtually roasted
Turn 'em mo' to a John Doe, I never heard of these culprits
I'm back to being focused, reloaded, the book has been decoded
It was written way before Nas and Hova even wrote it
Here ye, here ye, please listen up clearly
To a king's theory that I got for your ear piece
Sincerely, I damage and tear beats to a shred
See it's hard to get it done, but it's more easily said
Rakim and Eric B., I'm now impeaching the Prez
My proposal is indecent, R.I.P. to the Feds
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I spit (Fire)
You go (Deh deh deh deh)
That's (Fire)
Yeah, yeah
Homie, you know the squad, fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds, you know we going hard
Corleone flow, family at the table
Big dollar stacks blocking my view, Henny and Grey Goose
My main crew, some are legit, most are straight goon
We made it through, those on my side are who remain true
300 Spartan hard, y'all what we call a fraud
But call me Young Snipes, money train, all aboard
I'm at the smorgasbord with two plates in my hand
General, a hundred stripes, I got 'em all in war
It's shady the biz, in case I get sprayed in my wig
Make sure you take care of my lady and kids
Before I conversate with the pigs and turn snakes to my nigs
I hold the weight, son, I'm taking the bid
Yeah, salute the don, official, we in office
Spotted on a yacht offshore talking with bosses
Ocean 14 type schemes to get us more rich
Out for the grip, no matter what the cost is
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I spit (Fire)
You go (Deh deh deh deh)
That's (Fire)
Yeah, yeah
Homie, you know the squad, fire with the coldest bars
Put us against all odds, you know we going hard
I spit (Fire)
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