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letra de first warning (aotp diss) - chief kamachi

[intro]
yeah, you know what it is right?
you’kno’m’sayin’, mic messiah, juju mob n-gga
i’ll smack that trucker hat the f-ck off ya head man
yo, this n-gga…
it’s like the insane clown posse or something up in this jawn man
yeah, you’kno’m’saying you know who it is right?
yeah, yeah, uh, kamachi, yeah, yeah
ayo the pharaoh’s back

[chief kamachi]
yo, you little lames stare at the flame cause my fire rare
wave white crosses when a messiah there
you look sweet in a night gown in nike airs
little ass, loose f-ggot n-gga with spiky hairs
all that tough talk, get some of the toughest stares
snitch n-ggas smack with interrogation chairs
i was making songs while i was facing years
made a living off running up on face & squares
ya little gun pin a n-gga face this year
i don’t think so, lil homie face ya fears
i’m on the h-llevator, you tryna take the stairs
scared, yeah, now i gotta trace ya tears
where? here! to the steps of the church
ya name and everything that you respect in the dirt
brings friends along, no problem with stretch in a he-rs-
k!ll you fo’real, don’t care ’bout expressing a verse
i’m a animal, different type of hunger and thirst
this why you wallow in pain and wonder the worst
who this evil man that god let come to the earth
easter sunday, gun play, run in a church
pharaoh’s back, in less then an hour’s math
woke up, choked up another coward cap
seven in the cres’ is where my power’s at
you a f-ggot catholic priest wearing shower caps
lights and candles slowly march the isle
they put d-ck in ya ass then you start to smile
tone of the beast, think you on roaming for peace
gangsta made me a wrestling ass coming from greece
step to my booth, old center, confess to the streets
you ain’t never seen blood from a body, slug in a shotty
research gangsta in love with the gotti’s
‘daddy day care’ you stay here hugging the potty
here’s ya pacifier, i’m the black messiah
bible for the block, shots from that rapid fire
it don’t take a g*nius to know the sh-lls spin spherical
another verse, another ten minute miracle
mayhem at the morgue early in the a.m
i’m a goon, under the cherry moon is where i lay ’em
the bodies are piling, slay ’em, how they pay ’em
they don’t want no beef, so i vegetable soufflé ’em
give ’em tubes and wires, crew’s retire
i’m the real thing, stop tryna confuse the buyers
my proof is when you dead soul move the choir
kamachi – mothaf-cking mic messiah, yeah!

- chief kamachi

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