[Mike Tyson: Sample] I was gonnna rip his heart out, I'm the best ever I'm the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever bee n My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart! I wanna eat your children, praise be to Allah!
[Vinnie Paz]
They call me Kublai Khan, ready for war with a Ruger 9 I'm ready with a machete for Rudy Giulian I'm ready for anybody who want war Y'all ain't nice with the hands you can't brawl You can't stall, we hold the black horses I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses You lack rawness, you lack passion You couldn't make it through war without rations You just a homosexual; I think the gay rights movement should meet you and then invest you Rhymin' 'bout flowers 'n shit And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n shit I'm housin' ya shit; Shuttin' ya fuckin' mic off Snatch ya fuckin' poetry book and then kick the dyke off Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers And we blast until cover Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother (Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
[Chorus: Scratched
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