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[Featuring Killa Bamz  Tekitha] 
[Killa Bamz] 
Uhh  yeah  what  uhh  yeah 
Darts of armored warfare  Deep the rhyme Caprice 
Deep in levels  alibi havin rebel could play 
this competition for pounds in the state of permission 
Conversation bout this kid Killa Bamz 
You want defense  man to man  location Shaolin New York 
It ain't nuthin to talk or walk 
Get dark son  economic times to fault 
Style is mangohead stagnated from soft 
What the fuck you thought, we was given support? 
Live from Beatdown, Shaolin success, bypass the rest 
Move sixty deep, Dutch with the charm 
One hundred, twenty arms, designed to unleash bombs 
Holdin dart guns in palms 
One hundred divine cyphers, Killa Bamz 
I pack the dart gun hate to see another death in the fam 
Uhh, yeah, what 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
[Tekitha] 
Y'all confused and amusing, transfusion I'm bruising 
Meth-Tical illusions, salutin my blade 
Tongue blade of fury, nurse the wound leary weary 
Teary fear me, clearly, the pearl drop 
Time stop, holdin shop, shockwave be brave 
Ghetto came style is maim out to lunch 
Out to crunch munch rhyme foods, my life reflect the jewel 
My life control the cruise, ten deadly touches too 
Grip the Dutches move, swing rough to cut ya 
is the one to seek philosophy in crutches 
You disbelieve, in the T 
Truth Equal King Islam Truth Heard Alive, TEKITHA 
Bust the cypher on the Gods, bust the cypher on the Gods 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
[Cappadonna] 
Vanglorious darts, brown skinned with the pen 
Pioneer shift from the beginning to the end 
Whatever I do, y'all imitate -- try to come close 
but can't come straight; I branch out 
Terrorize scenes, split tracks, split hats 
Bare facts, guns, crazy funds, a thousand sons 
that'll rain on your gang, you're too plain 
My dope is uncut, high level high like a plane 
Bigger bite bigger mic underground beneath these streets 
W-T-C, leaky leak 
Time meet, Chi meet, ain't nuttin sweet 
Pakistan, Iran clan is like Christ 
Word to Poltergeist, smash every tape 
Deep thoughter, out of order, off 
Seven thirty, bugged like psycho from the Bronx 
Wild like fat pen child to be the rap Lawrence Martin 
Eyes like lills, mescaline pills 
Three bills worth of darts, pump the heart 
Bottom of the chart, slug art closin you in once again 
It's the all time great, demonstrate, vocabulary execution 
Executive approachin, Tang a demonstration 
Pillage Incorporated, first place 
A thai clean like a plant, eight time writer champ 
Lamp on the beatbreak, camp on verses 
Cheat on producers, men go working 
Rhymes make a mill-in, born Park Hill'n 
Internal lyrics, expose the profane 
Vote for Cappadonna and your whole life'll change 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit 
pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit

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