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"You missed, and didn't hit Da Lench Mob, either
Guerillas in tha Mist without jungle fever
But I got the fever for the flavor of a cracker, not a Pringle
Bust the single, here′s my new jingle

(Stalkin′, walkin' in my big black boots)
The KKK has got three-piece suits
Usin′ ♥♥♥♥♥♥ like turkey shoots
My motto is, "Treat 'em like a prostitute"

Now if I say no violence, devil, you won′t respect mine
♥♥♥♥ the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and get my TEC-9 (yeah)
And if they approach us
I-I-I bury those cockroaches

And if you can't deal with my Kill at Will
Here′s a new gift to get, try my "Death Certificate"
AmeriKKKa's Most, America's burnt, it′s like toast
Like Jordan, I′m goin' coast to coast
Dribblin′ the funk, here comes the ♥♥♥♥♥ with the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' monster dunk
Get off me, punk"