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Man 1: Kill him!

Man 2: How much is it worth?

Man 1: Anything! Hundred grand! Two hundred! Alright, five!

Man 2: Truth is, I liked my work, I would’ve done it for nothin'

Warrior — Conqueror

The victorious — VIC, I’m BK glorious

Back! — to settle the score

Big metal .44 — Above and beyond the law

Carnivore, T-Rex — dinosaur

Reptile, climby, slimy, grimy, raw

My actions speak louder than words on the record

Shit that can’t be heard on the record

I violate through ya at a higher rate

Started in my borough, then bled the entire state

Illest epidemic ever to be airborne

Crazy ups, I can slam with my on

Top notch jam still in form

Got some years on, now I put my on

So play the background close little buster

Pull out the toast and make a roast, motherfucker

Goons on deck! (deck!)

Buck! — when they catch you for thirty G’s

They don’t give a fuck where they stretch

It’s a bounty on ya head for bread — I put the hit out!

It’s a bounty on ya head, you dead — I put the hit out!

Yo — I said I don’t punch lines, I knock bars the fuck out

Types frighting, like lightning struck out

Drop one LP, they callin' me the GOAT

Judge threw the book at me from the murder I wrote

And the further I boast, it gets deeper than rap

Spit ether on track, to put my streets on the map

Put my streets on the map, to give the children a chance

To make it out the hood, come back — build and advance

It’s the God, Hip Hop has risen from the dead

I know you can’t see it, put the vision in your head

I’m accurate, nice precision with the lead

Immaculate — I’m in the kitchen bakin' bread

My nigga Sean P, my nigga big Rock

Juxx, Smiff-N-Wessun and the homie Buckshot

We form like Voltron, choppin' ya dome off

Broad day, lettin' the chrome off (brah-brah)

Goons on deck! (deck!)

Buck! — when they catch you for thirty G’s

They don’t give a fuck where they stretch

It’s a bounty on ya head for bread — I put the hit out!

It’s a bounty on ya head, you dead — I put the hit out!

I got shots for them niggas in the front (front)

Them niggas in the back (back)

Them niggas in the middle layin' flat

How the fuck you sellin' that crack

Yellin' that’s rap, nigga i’mma put a shell in that cap

I’m the greatest of the great (of the great)

You can’t get on my level, you a lower like the fakest of the fake

Yeah — shit that I create, they called masterpieces

Sort of like the master’s thesis

I’m destined to prevail, that’s why I inhale the piff

Never does it cease to uplift

Slumdog Millionaire, rags to riches

Green stacks, made backs plaques and bitches

Goons on deck!

Buck! — when they catch you for thirty G’s

They don’t give a fuck where they stretch

It’s a bounty on ya head for bread — I put the hit out!

It’s a bounty on ya head, you dead — I put the hit out!

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