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Song title: Brother Ali - Bad Ma Fucka

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I circle my opponents like a bird of prey, in search of a vertebrae
Just to curse your day and make blue sky revert to gray
Tryin' to work my way back to where the purpose gave birth
To the perfect way to quench my thirst to slay rappers
Penetrate your fragile brain matter
Stand glarin' at you with command and frame and stature
Actually mastered the talent it takes to seize the breath
Out of your chest and leave em shakin'
These heads never impressed us, I credit the best cause I
?Mix every breath? with respect from my predecesors
To die the best of deaths is meaning gunfire
Blessed with faith alone, testin' the opressive
This dimension inside your pain is my domain
By signing my name I solidify the rain
In an instant I will drain 'em, get 'em out the game
Insisted upon bickering with death until the quiet came
Then silence remained, touched him with his lights out and
I'm in his veins, ushering his life out him
He cried when it came, the moment he froze
And death pulled his soul through the hole in his nose

From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em
I evacuate the little bit of light they got inside 'em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad mothafucka gottta split heads tonight
From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em
I evacuate the little bit of light they got inside 'em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad mothafuck gottta split heads tonight

Let 'em watch the Brother rip, they need to fuckin' study it
Hella missing pieces like they tryin' to make the puzzle fit
It's some other shit, nothin' like when we discovered it
Fools rapping like they tried to suck a dick and bust a lip
Half asshole and ain't mastered the craft for shit
They pacifists and ain't nothing bout 'em passionate
Never had to pay a bill or spent a day in jail
And hold mics like they're scared as hell to break a nail
You ever hide inside your seat, eyes upon your feet
Need to keep riding the dick instead of trying to ride the beat
I come from a time when rhymin is true self defining
Aint no time for whining, protecting your little hymen
If your crews really the shit, prove it in your set
You really should get off the stage, youre too pretty to sweat
If he's not in alliance, beat him in the compliance
Somethin to do while I'm feeding him to the lions
Keep being defiant, ain't nothin I can say to you
Except you better stay out my range of view a day or two
Your friendly neighbourhood Rhymesayer, I lay a
Asswhoopin on you thats one of a kind, playa

You live in a world of artificial turf, plastic sky
Got the nerve to stay up nights and ask it why
?Hoes? fuckin your shit up, you're forced to pluckin your lips up
That gets ripped up, you could kiss your own ass goodbye
You don't understand me, I don't have Plan B
I don't have a mom and dad to help me land on my feet
I don't have the luxury of living where the grass is green
Ink pen victims and ten of their friends with them
I've been kickin, scratchin scrapin for respect
Since knee-high, believe I will take it to your neck
I release my, venomous sentiments at the drop of a hat
You motherfuckers got a problem with that?
I step through all possible traps
Once you walk with your bones fully exposed its hard to look back
And I gotta react, not for nothin, just to cuss you
There ain't nothin subtle about an old fashoned "Fuck You"