It's the T to the rip. 
Slick and finger licken good like chicken. 
Possessed like Linda Blair, in exorcist. 
Can't front on the dragon, that's ludicrous. 
Your styles suckin', like a lollipop. 
Knock, knock who's there. Yo a buck a shot. 
Da fuckin' black panther. 
Comin' right at cha. Poisonous... I spread like cancer. Crews fuckin' hate us, I'm mad fuckin' famous. 
4 takin' no shit and puttin' boots up your anus. 
Ruthless...
I'm leaving niggas toothless. 
I be da ill funk freaka blown out you speakers. 
Hard rhythms, complete. 
Brutal beats of concrete. 
Ruthless. 
But don't let that trouble you. 
That's ruthless, spelled with an R and not A W. Mad like Alfred Newman. 
Bad, like Michael J's new chin. 
Kickin' science harder then spock. 
Picken out victims like Furman with a glock. 
Buck, buck, buck, shots be ringing out. 
Slam you ass like Hogan in title bout. 
Hard rhythms, complete. 
Brutal beats of concrete.
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