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  • f/ Nine, Tragedy
  • [Nine]
  • Pop goes the gat, I get over like a fat rat
  • Funkmaster Flex and 9 Double M, mad fat
  • Skills on the table and the mic
  • With that (six million ways to die) flavor all night
  • Clean up the cuss when I bust mother (woop)
  • I'm on some new and improved shit, let me kick it
  • Crazy mother*****er from the Boogie Down, brother
  • I smack shit, flip shit, kick shit, I rap shit
  • Flex on the wheels and I'm Nine Mil the gat
  • That's how we roll, troop
  • We give em 187 like Dre and Snoop
  • Three little six little nine double M's
  • Sticking up rappers like hems
  • Back on the scene from the Bronx and I stomp nuff comp
  • Six million ways to die, punk
  • (Funkmaster Flex cuts and scratches)
  • [Tragedy]
  • I bring drama like you spit on my momma
  • And get loose like the lips on Madonna
  • You get the picture when the rap style hits ya
  • I run on more niggas than the Jews at a Bar Mitzvah
  • When I'm splashing my rap transaction
  • Hard rocks turn white like Michael Jackson
  • I blow spots and bust shots at hard rocks
  • And leave you laying in a box with Red Foxx
  • I keep wild like James Brown doing judo
  • And have you making love songs like Menudo
  • The Son of Sam when I aim for your head
  • Jack the Ripper leave your whole town red
  • You can't kill me because I'm already dead
  • I drop flavor like a pack of Now & Laters
  • And get loose like the feet on Sammy Davis
  • You know my style, it's the hardcore rhymer
  • Pass the mic and I get loose like a vagina
  • (Funkmaster Flex on the ones and twos)
  • [Nine]
  • HOO HAH!I'm funky, so shut your face and let me rip it
  • Like butter on a biscut, Nine Double M is wicked
  • I put the funk in the place with a dunk in your face
  • And watch you catch a knot like a shoelace
  • I'm not the one that was begging for a nut like a squirrel
  • That's like Farrakhan kissing a white girl
  • I rag it like the Bloods and Crips
  • I flip scripts, read my lips:
  • I got mad skills for the no frills
  • Screaming at girls to pay bills
  • I got more rap than a Christmas gift
  • And I'll fill your girl's mouth like grits
  • Have her chewing while I'm ba-ba-ba booing
  • It's back to the mic check, one two and
  • Back up off the gat cause I snap necks
  • Nine Double M, Tragedy, and Funkmaster Flex
  • (Funkmaster Flex gets busy)

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