Demon voice:
(Flesh Flesh...) {laughs} come on boy with that force you can fake like you
whores but if you ain't rollin' with the Lord (bitch ass nigga) bitch you dissin our God, bitch!
FLESH:
Well, in tha middle of tha night my posse prepared to sneak up when im early up creepin nothin' is sleepin but silence and i got all me peeps wet got to hell tales wha we hail tha flesh and its just waht i saw and niggaz afraid when that extra clip pops pick up and then book cause tha team so raw raw motherfuck the law, law get 'em up off ya'll ya'll ready but panickin ya'll niggas ain't ready tha brigade finna get you in a daze and if you come around my way guns spray my enemy pick em up finish and tha hitterz are headless itz how we leave em when tha mack pop hey flesh can you give me mercy not really cock buckshot bullets aint strickin nothin where they get em from i murder yall bloodclots snitches think ima gonna fill a niggaz ass hot slugs twist this blood knot hear um all pop guy fly flossin in beamers shot caller call off shots at in between his eyes when I hit 'em with a Nina should've seen a split wig straight through tell him
to get in front are you backin me the lyrics would have fucked up my lyrical status can't touch me or any style these niggas in the game wanna talk foul ima shove me rod in ya mouth everytime i come around someone wanna critize no ima show you bite us now (now, uh)
HOOK-FLESH:
1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0 we the heroes of the new millenium niggaz cant touch MO!
EMMORTAL THUGS:
Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and layin niggaz to rest runnin wit a
motherfucker fit to kill AK-47 Mac-11 Hollow Points tips trade in ya bitch watch me lock when my tools get too Nigga know the rules, rules
FLESH:
Whatever you do, gotta do it but you gotta do it if you snooze you lose
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