MOG

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This is
(Hell!)
This is
MC's into defense on the fly
In the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenous

On a screen a man exposes his breasts with no penis
Think I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on
Shootin' craps with the Axe-wheelers
A holocaust, stompin' niggaz with a thousand man march
And this is

We givin' niggaz what the fuck they want
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Yo, yo, I feel like I'm one of the livest
You're paralyzed on the operatin' table
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
That facts can be fabricated to form lies
(Hell!)
This is, this is, this is, this is
Your skin color's goin' from dark brown to beige-blue
(Hell!)
I ain't livin' in hell, hell's livin' in me
(Hell!)
(Hell!)
Doctors in white lab coats scramble for an antidote to save you
(Hell!)
To all my niggaz who been shitted on, let's get it on

To the left, we have right wing extremists
Lookin' at our label's roster wonderin' how the fuck they forgot us
You banned from TV, banned from CD's
But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers wit Alzheimer's
And made 'em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped us
Relax till it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
(Hell!)
Thirteen, oow, the illest!
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From the crack to the cap peelers

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To the niggaz in the back
(Hell!)
This is
Martinez, probably
I strike 'em wit' the right hand, send 'em a step
With the potency of a scorpion sting to the throat
One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers and I plan to graduate wit honors
(Hell!)
Let's get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas
That's why, I'm always screamin' on you fuckin' MC's
The desk of any redneck record exec
This is
Feel me, for real-a
In the corner clutchin' they genitals by the dresser

My phonetics alone forces feeble
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After we done recorded dozens of albums
For Pharaoh fucks familiar foes first
Just as raw as Lady Saw Esocidae
'Cuz you unfaithful, so He gives you to Azazel
You can't breathe, your chest feels painful
This is
You pray to Jesus, but He don't wanna save you
Your whole room's full of angels

(Hell!)
Prayin' for Cannibals to slice you from head to navel

(Hell!)

(Hell!)
This is, this is, this is, this is
This is
Overdose that's extremely fatal
The shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat
Befo' fondlin' female MC's fiercely
All in your ear tryin' to tell you which God you should pray to
This is
A hundred CC's of the uncut cleanest
Make the whole world feel us

This is
(Hell!)
(Hell!)
This is

This is
This is
Focus upon the facts
This is Hell, incest kids under pressure
(Hell!)
(Hell!)