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Dead in the Middle
Ryu
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(Ooh! Where are you?)
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know -, know
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle, I'm as hot as a griddle
Went harder than gristle, a martyr on the top of a missile
You want it? I got it to give it, pop a clip in
Then follow your fucking mama grocery shoppin'
And shot up her Honda Civic
The Demigodz, intifada, Bin Laden with Dodger fitteds
I let the money talk, I don't holler at bitches
My competition is missing, maybe it doesn't exist
Like global warming, I'm warning these motherfuckers, so listen
I'll bring a storm to your city, so abnormally shitty
You'll be doing rain dances in the streets like Diddy
You ready to get retarded, lawless, raw bar?
Hoppin' in a bar, forget where you parked (ooh! Where are you?)
You know the R is
Dead in the middle while we sippin' a 40
Riddle your whip with so many shots
You thought we were Soviets, homie
No, no, no, no, it's the 'Godz who get it right
No need to look around, you know right where to find me, a'ight?
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
It's the end of the world as we know it, so pop the cork
I got a JanSport filled with explosives (yeah)
Bring your corpse crispy down in Corpus Christi
My instruments hollow out pianos and leave every organ empty (ha-ha)
I got greasy with a groupie, and I smacked her britches (uh-huh)
The bitch worship my nuts, I guess she sacrilegious (oh)
And that's what happens when your rap is vicious (yes)
Sadomasochistic, snapping pictures of captured victims
In my dungeon, won't feed you (no)
Leave you 'til you're just a carcass
Turn a major label rapper back to a starvin' artist (hm)
Who's the hardest motherfucker? Yes, I am
My porcupine grenade'll hit you wherever the spikes land (wow)
I am my own hype man, so who's ever standing next to me
Has got to be the goddamn Boogeyman
I make the cookie blam (blam), the biscuit go off
The ratchet have a seizure (whoo!)
Make it sneeze and blow your nose off (brr)
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know that -
Fuck with me and the outcome could be disturbing
Submerging scalpels in your flesh like a surgeon
Emerging, after all the rest, get burned in the furnace
Verses will arise like a Phoenix, I'm Jesus
Look into my eyes, I'm the savior mixed with Satan, no surprise
I'm American with mental terrorisms televised
I'm the angel, the Antichrist all in one
I'm a priest, I'm a thug, I'm a nun with a gun
I'm the pope, the Colombian who imports dope
Police who pump coke that they stole from the broke
I'm the 17-year-old rocking fake dookie ropes
I'm the one who think the 9/11 shit was a hoax (whoo!)
Got a Glock, rottweiler, and a pocket full of cash
If the world goes crazy when the stock market crash
I'm dead in the middle of a Ritalin binge
Dead in the middle of a bed with identical twins, yes, I'm
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddily
Dead in the middle of little Italy, little did we know
That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly (ooh)
Sister, sister, please, please, get me some water
Get me some water, please
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