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[Joe Mafia] 
My mic sabre track-slashin', rhythmatic navigator 
Quasar dart flamin', Mediterranian 
Catastrophic with the block logic mafia cat 
Maneuv' swift, O.G. got some projects 
Got the raw deal on the war field 
Sixty trillion ton guns on timin' of your shield 
We on it like angry hornet-types on your perimeter 
Sinister, car crash impact invehicular 
Crime Syndicate just aserted this raw dosage 
Blow your mind focus, mastermind links in 3 voltage 
Love is love amongst us, you cause pass 
Receive penalties unjust is how my team rush 
Magnetic attracts stacks, repels cosmetic 
Cats would jack shorty watch, mimic 
Anacondas die spottin' bombers that's sky high 
Fully traumatized, wonderin' why, why 

[Chorus: Myalansky] 
Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for names 
We don't point fingers, title you claim 
Go here, start swingin', leave, die stingin' 
Stop the mirage, get scarred dreamin' 
Now that he gone, driven his mom screamin' 

[Myalansky] 
Just a seven from this rap doses, cats is bogus 
Keep your eyes open, shakin' the dice, stay alive, focus 
Myalansky cold as ice, don't lose your life 
City red, sheist, bubble all night, lower the price 
I improved, dock and move units, fiends who shooted 
Younger cats tooted, faggot you blew it 
Give me the gat, do him 
Dime art rap, perhaps lungs collapse, let me back track 
Slapped for talkin', snitchin', get clapped at 
Projects, actual facts, slingin' some crack 
We'll come back, pure garbage, yo, you dumb, black? 
Blow his fuckin' head off Joe, call Napolean 
The only man, Wu-Syndicate, what? Rollin' in 
Bring me modern chokes to the cocktail Colombian, hungry men 
Sniper from your rooftop, right, aimin' for Uncle Ben 
Feathers and brims, leathers and Timbs 
John Paul went AWOL, bitches let it begin 

[Chorus] 

[Joe Mafia] 
Saint Valentino, 'bino, ghetto Tarentino 
Conceal weapons, brought adolecence, insert to your project fabuloso 
Holdin' a stolen tre-ocho, maneuver thru old foes 
Who old? Fold the bitch in choke hold 
Propositions, fuck ass kickin', it's Math', listen 
Mad figures, courted, extorted, auto craft, switch it 
Get it right, shifty and shiest, city insite 
I'm busy trife, hiddin' flights, premeditated heist 
More fiend fiend lusted CREAM, busted the precusions 
My ears ring, never seen, before cats were lovin' 'steen 
Mother tote, it ain't what you got, it's what you know 
Supreme schemes, trustin' hoes, safe but large cargos 
Get remmy bent, probably my posse be holdin' heavy shit 
Syndicate, benevolent flinch, who blocks split the sound of trumpets 
Inside the mercury, temperature thirty degrees 
D.A. and the V.A., the worensy, dunn 

[Chorus] 

[Myalansky] 
Lame hands, front the trophy, he don't deserve that 
Herb frontin' hard with the gat, screamin' he splurged that 
Most of these cats frontin', look gorilla poke tax 
Runnin', look, tote, spit all up on wax 
Myalansky, projects, original concept, take the wrong step 
Caught in the zone for those who life froze 
>From Poke-nose to Venice Beach, locked up in the street 
Hit rock, damn, I feel good, lay back, feel the breeze 
Slide like jet-ski's, flee, smokin' some nestles 
Strees-free, test these three, Napolean, Joe Mafia, my comrades 
Saigon, 'nam without the dome tag, have you whole block in inferno 
But for the most of it, me unposted, 
careful your throws, Syndicate never fold 
Sunshine, rhyme or crime, my team lock the show 
Frontline, deaf, dumb and blind, uncivilized 
Recognize, yo, fake rap thugs 

[Chorus]

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