Kool G Rap - Black Medicine lyrics

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Kool G Rap - Black Medicine lyrics

[ Hook ] We pop slugs in your cranium G Rap, Necro, Godfathers sh** [ Kool G Rap ] Grill 'em [ Necro ] Jab 'em [ Kool G Rap ] k** 'em [ Necro ] Stab 'em [ VERSE 1: Necro ] Someone fronts, I'm quick to check 'em Like I'm crackin bricks when I'm wreckin Flurries of punches, six per second, kicks like Beckham I'm a gifted individual, you riff and I'll split your skull Like it's nothing, I'm indifferent like a pitbull to beef and brawls Ain't difficult to lift you off your pivotal position Leave you stiff in a hole, then spark the piff in a bowl Use a Bowie knife to k** f*gs like David Bowie Enslavin Zoe Kravitz and make her blow me in a lavatory Heaven or the devil, sever you with a shovel lever Stop you from doin anything you ever endeavor again forever Pull no punches, my punches'll pull you to the ground Like a full set of lunges Get the guns and plunge bullets into your crown Like one of the founders of Grunge He ate a shotgun round and was found hunched, out to lunch Never trust it, the American legal system s**s I'll find justice when my Desert Eagle biscuit bucks [ VERSE 2: Kool G Rap ] Fellas are sloppy, Mack G Rap, the black El Mariachi The black ( ? ) hot b**h, bad foxy The tat Bella Mafi', Mac shells in the lobby Drug dealer shootouts, dime divas screwed out My nine squeezers move out, the hairpin trigger type Rich goons light up a dark room with icicle light Both wrists lit up like Lite-Brite, rollin triple dice Palms with callused skin One in the head for this Wonder Bread From Wonderland, same place that Alice in Style of the wildest men, loaded gats make 'em Kojaks Silly Mac millie, Telly Savalas-in men Fingernail file in your brim, we let the malice begin We holdin trial in the trenches, Cannonball calibers spin Necro, you follow?, KGR, the skets blow the hollows All the pretty women can blow and swallow Far from your role model, crooks roll with the same role as Rollo Plaid apparel, double barrels to follow Hey, the 45 Colt chew 'em like horse hay Saw a play, the way I sent Bullets Over his Broad's way Bag of plastic, I pull it over your dork face [ Hook ] We pop slugs in your cranium G Rap, Necro, Godfathers sh** [ Kool G Rap ] Grill 'em [ Necro ] Jab 'em [ Kool G Rap ] k** 'em [ Necro ] Stab 'em

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