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Song title: Screwball - First Blood

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[poet]
What?
Screwball
First blood
When I die bury me
Hang my balls from a cherry tree...

Aiyyo, fuck everybody and everything
Im puttin my balls on the table while you swingin ya ding-a-ling
Im here to take back whats mines, I sold dimes
On the block ? evading? the cops, opened outta town spots
Meanwhile, otha niggas slipped in through the back door
Now them niggas swear that they raps raw
Im not feelin em, my rap style killin em
From the eighties to the millenium
Ask about poet, niggas say yeah, I remember him
Black hoody, army pants, stay wearin timberland
Qb ot, regulate thoroughly
The only one who represented heavenly
Had a whole borough ready to bury me
Yeah, you remember that, if you dont you was on similac

[kyron]
Now you trapped up in a cipher with wild wolves that need to eat
I chew ya dogs up and spit out they white meat, son
Im having visions of ya ending and its not sweet
Its gettin crucial, dead you and the niggas that produce you
Yeah its conflict with the screw
Confined in the industry, but now Im speacking to a few
Individuals, now you fell Im talking to you
Go ahead, press the issue, Im qb official
Screwball authorized spit anotha one to prove its organized
Check the archives, we copped pies
Got true street ties, ninety nine wise guys
Feel for the state, hit em right between the eyes, what?

Chorus: poet

Now its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugs
Dirt thugs, screwball the worst thugs
First blood thirsty, what, coming to do yall
Blew yall back to the wall, and gave it to yall
Now its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugs
Dirt thugs, screwball the worst thugs
First blood thirsty, what, coming to do yall
Blew yall back to the wall, and gave it to yall

[kl]
Yo, hey yo, yo
I told you dont fuck with me I got jedi
Mind control with two nines with red eye
Aiming atcha ? chedda?
Gettin off the bourbon rockin the turbin
Swervin ? ? ? eating cats in slow-mo
Like higher learning, feel a burning
World turnin indeed
So one day they gonna have to hand it to me
cuz Im a legacy
Flesh and bone chewin, livin
When a nigga take my kindness for weakness aside givin

[hostyle]
Hey yo, yo
Yo screw, we got some drama to attend to
Watch me bend you to a pretzel (man, saayyzzz who? )
Hostyle bout bless you, anger I ventilate
With a banger I penetrate deep in your flesh meat
Im foul with this, street analysis
Need to politic every twenty four
More money, money mo
One mans poison is anotha mans sweetness
Striking at ya weakness, knowin all your secrets

Chorus