Mr. Walt - No Fear lyrics

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Mr. Walt - No Fear lyrics

[Hook] He's stepping in hotter this year [Starang Wonduh] Starang coming like a hurricane with no fear Cause in the streets we ain't got no peace Shoot the beast from the east but you run from police Don't try me, cause I be the bomb like BāZì Starang from OGC I heat sh** up like Hawaii Five when I'm live like a four wheel drive Everyday I strive to make you rappers realize How dangerous Strangle gets on the micro Phone, when Louieville zones it gets me hyper The type to, snipe yo a** from up close This is the Boot Camp show, I'm your host Starang Wonduh, no relation to Stevie And no I'm not west Indian or Haitian But I'm on probation For knocking wack MC's out daily Plus I fly heads like comets from Alex Haley Now tell me, won't this f**ing verse right here Turn a wack rappers day into his worst nightmare I scare, petty MC's who claim they got gats Fronting with hoes in videos with pimp hats But the fact Still remains that your just a stain on the bottom of my boots While I'm still Starang BCC, from ninety-now past two thou Make y'all heads in the crowd out there wonder how We be still [Hook] [Louieville Sluggah] Louieville, no fear will shed no tears Dare you, to come near, bare beat that a** I pull bats, co*k back, release then smash n***as is, uhm, stuck on stupid, OD'd off cupid b**hes and switches is strictly how they have to do it Like Montell Jordan, I'm giving a warning You keep that sh** up and n***as'll be caving your walls in But as they close in, chumps get chosen Stance gets frozen, cause this here beat's about as potent So hold it, watch how you take those totes Cause you next will be your last, and thats all she wrote k**ed the small tug no delaying, on sidelines I'm wasting Procrastinating is sin, so there'll be no delaying [Hook] [Top Dog] D-O big Kahuna coming in with no fear Oh yeah, y'all n***as over there, y'all be fronting Claiming you own a gun but when you see us you run Now this is one thing Top Dog can't understand (What?) why men get mangled (uh-huh) why men get mad So I ask, my bredren till he told me He caught these brothers flapping, had to smack em wit the chrome piece Now it's only uno and dos, he and him He's blowing up spots no matter if he's enemy or friend So put and end, to all the bullsh**, I pull sh** quick And you a gun fool I can't forget How you get down, cause I get down with four pounds that make sounds From underground now you don't wanna come around Here, thats disappointment for life I'm making sure I'm the one that's taking all your stripes Now back way, while I get my yipes on Peace to my n***a O-strong home with the Koran

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