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Thugzlines – Secret Message

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Refuse a challenge and you have to die
Why don't you show me your face
Who are you anyway? Listen carefully, give me what is in your robe
And I promise you we'll go free
So you're really after the secret message
Yeah, Aha
No more playing, you're as good as dead!

Staten Island, New York City
Yea, Ayo ayo
You're like a snake in the grass
The strikes the bite
Dangerous mind
Poison the waters
Walls up like Trump's
On all the borders, hoarders
Cribs like junkyard dawg
Stacks the shit like you run in the block
I blow fog
Smoke like I'm steaming out of box of clamps
Woogoo, Strawberry Kush, Purple Yams
It's Den, Its cash rolls and rules a big bag
The bag of rubber bands stacks in a green rag
Nigga, don't play with me
You ain't tight with me
Took the burden off my arm
Cuz' this shit kept biting me
Damn skippy Wu-Tang root source century
My jewels shine hard
Like a verse on an instrumental
I aint a genital
I am a giant like Andre
Splash a pineapple
With a whole glass of Bombay

Killa-Hill!
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit!

See it's just another day of the gunspray
Word play
Supernova Fahrenheit
Never will you see the likes
Of brass knuckle knife fights
My symphony
Proceed with caution as you enter
There's none who can match paws with a centipede
You can take the head of jealous, lust, hate and greed
Calm nerves, smoke the best herb
Meditation good for the mastermind expansion
Let them dilute in tampent
Rhyme raw with snarl
Make your nose bleed
These words on paper
Take shape and form armies that bomb atomic
You've been warmed
Your family and more your loss
A Rap-Wannabe testing a true MC

Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit!

I hold big weight, delegate attack
Spoken of rap, perform surgery on tracks
My pen is the axe, murder on wax
Leave your head slumped in your lap
Pumped to your back Killah Priest further the stats
Sharpen blades for the darker days
Throw a dub like grenades
Fuck a spark, I want the blaze
Yes you call me the Killah Priest
The young Kings of Hop
Man from the east
Yeah, I swing the crowbar
Eat up you idiots I'm serious
And that silliness with guerilla sh!t
New brand is the WooGoo
Is this a toddler?
Headshot with no screws
Shoot everybody
I don't give a fuck who is who
When I spit I sink titanics
Rippin' through atlantic
Lift up trees
From the farest blow of planets
Man you cause a bomb to explow, dude

Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit

Whether I'm rich or I'm poor
I'ma still want more
I be trying to maintain
But I'm still hardcore
I be in the streets all day
4 in the morning
See the thieves all the time
I'm ignoring the warning
I'ma hustle hard, Nigga you
Can hear my hunger
Used to be in the madness
Yeah I came from under
I'm a project-hill knight
And all that fly shit Plus I get it free
I aint always gotta buy it
Fuck y'all Niggas you
You ain't even gotta try it
I'm out in Day Z
I feel like I'm retired
I'm a family man now
And now I'm the wisest
Son play no games
I keep an eye on the mizes
Lil' children stay focused
Lil' homies take notes
Real Niggas get paid but
Never end up in state clothes
Never end up in state
Real Niggas get paid but
Never end up in state clothes

Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit!

Russian Roulette
Like 5 in the chamber
I'll be the last one standing
Danger
Sharp in the dark
Check this art
Let's tear the charts apart
With Wu-Tang-Force
Shaolin with black swords
We write parts
Attack like white sharks
Rocking any party
Any house and any night club
Now fellas lights up
To our mothership we're flying up
You can't even see us
Cuz' your eyes' shut
You can't hold us back
You'll take five shots
Full clips, Join the WU
No-one fights us
Can I get a 'suuu'
The WU is righteous
If you're fucking with our crew
Then your light's off

Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit

Why risk it, why risk it
All these cutting and scratchin in the hood, yea
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Man gon' get nowhere back-biting and fighting
Why risk it, why risk it
Well that black on black crime
Nigga it's genocide
Why risk it, you've been off-slicing your wrist
Don't miss! You shoot, you better hit; better hit
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