Tombstones

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[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Some girls don’t know they alphabets, ya know what I'm sayin'
But I ain’t really tryna be like, you know, all-
You nam'sayin', Puffy and all them motherfuckers
That’s definitely not me

[Tha God Fahim]
I ain’t into that shit neither
Yo what the fuck is up with these rap niggas
Y’all niggas act like y’all don’t know man
(Put it the fucking other way nigga, fuck boy)

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Disassemble the firearms
My UZI clips concealing the fire bombs
Extend hands, the blue steel to steal your advance
I’m running with clans, from the dark side
Catch a body, that’s when the heart dies
Analysing his pray he got the shark eye
Rockin’ Ricardo, praying for better tomorrows
Dreams of pushing Gallardos, Beams and semi-autos
Tag teams, air holes releasing the foul steam
TEC’s ring mean the bullets sing like Al Green
It’s Tha God and only the God that we trust dog
Make me repent for all of them dead bodies I dumped off
And I ain’t talking Reebok when I’m talking them pumps dog
Try and leave stupid, your whole style get crushed frog
I’m pulling Glocks like cops do
From the hip and then pop you
Tha God was the nigga that shot you, achoo
Blessed, puttin' heat in exhaust
Clap you three times and make you carry a cross
Nigga I’m the best, you niggas know the rest
Emcees see me and go in cardiac arrest
Tha Gawd's the end of the road
This rhyme's the start of your death
I cast a couple shells, pass a couple L’s, blast a couple shells
You niggas pussy, like to tailgate
My twin UZIs like to go on hell dates

[Verse 2]