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[B-Real]
Call me the serial rhyme killer
Mic-cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web nigga
Your head is dangling off of your shoulders
Cause my mic told me to do it cause you wasn·t a true soldier
Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb
You·re a hotdog with no mustard, you·re flusterd, I·m calm
Spit heat like a fucking dragon, bagging you up
Tagging you toe, zipping you up
Clipping you up, mic-cord tripping you up
You·re in the dark with no light
and wishing a nigga had lit you up
So much for wishful thinking, you·re body·s stinking
You·re sinking into the hole and I·m at the top winkïng at ya