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letra de axe pain - tha god fahim & oh no

[verse 1: tha god fahim]
it’s best to be a moving target and never a sitting duck
it be shogunn showdowns, n-gga, so soldier up
eight-cylinder motors or better, i bet i muscle up
big movements in my program, n-gga, i hustle up
double up; can’t stay out the bank, i must be stuck
big game hunters with me and we layin’ in the cut
put my crosshairs on prey, preparin’ ’em for lunch
had to oil the k; i’ll roll a rapper like dutch
tried to talk to ’em and told ’em, “remove the costume”
eat dust, breeze by you like a monsoon
i don’t cosplay, it get blacker than a darkroom
blackin’ out on mics, who sharper than a harpoon?
[verse 2: jay nice]
ayo, i drop mad knowledge and stack dollars
the first to cop that new black boxer – i nicknamed it jack johnson
you better? that’s nonsense
i been the underdog since high school, embarrassin’ the flash thompsons
’bout that action, that’s bronson
rollin’ bags of exotic; these b-tches want me ’cause i act toxic
i’m out in boston gettin’ mass profit
these n-ggas always less than, ’cause like def jam, they lack logic
recognize or i’ll let the sket t-tah
a big headshot’ll look like the first bite of shepherd’s pie
i’m on my 777, fly extra high
you never met a guy like flair – i make the pressure rise
all aboard! the dump train
conducted by supreme and dump gawd
a million to us is chump change, n-gga

[outro: jay nice]
ha ha ha ha ha…
east side, east side, east side, east side, east side
yeah

- tha god fahim oh no

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