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"STEEL MAGNOLIAS"
B Smooth
1st half
1st verse
Fillin' out the cards to ya eulogy
Murder that ass send my regards to ya family - Fuck it!
See that's what niggas get for fuckin' with this maniac
Depressive nigga with aggression Smith & Wesson
in his possession
Harlem got me like that too many grimey-slimey niggas
On the take for short cake who won't hesitate
Amidst inhabitants who politic with residents for presidents
across 110th-55t
My covenants protected, I'm Darwinistic survival principals
My ethics eastern philosophies my methods
Cause Good Smaaritans need paramedics so what's ya premise
I hope ya fuckin' with glocks and 45th's
ra'ps Napolieon strategic origin slash wrists shatter chins
and bust clips check it!
Her is something you can't understand..........
B Real
2nd half
2nd verse
I got the steel mag to brag
Leave 'em a toe tag as I get ragga muffiin
no bluffin the body bag
breaks all your bad habts bad blood fanatics
king of the magic chrome startin up static
three reasons you die quick clique the vision
greed lie ambition five slugs for the mission
seven cause you got to Heaven or Hell and dwell
to meet your maker but you met the shotgun shell
buckshot's sting like bees I smoke trees
on the Hill top club shots and chillin over seas
take in the breeze Mr. Freeze squeeze the trigger
killer gee's got weak in the knees
you take it easy.............
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Steel magnolia bury ya
six niggas carry ya to your final rest area
what you worried of you ain't above death
with a slug in your chest piece
blown out your back take it easy
to your eulogy open heart surgery
emergency 911 come in a hurry
from the Hills to the Polo grounds stackin the bills
I'll put you under my lolo hit the switch then kill
a bitch niggas steppin on my toes
all foes and hoe's get stuck in the ass like Peter Rose
I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows
you chose to get your nose broke in a thick cloud of smoke
Your like a fat joint I takin a toke
I'm like coke but you ain't smiling you're feeling erratic
a fuckin addict tot he dope shit
you better hope the shit stops Smooth's holdin the glock
rockin the hot shit
B Smooth
2nd half
2nd verse
Magnificent guns bust when UZI's wieght
a ton
A Yo! Glocks spit consecutive rounds shot from clips
Spells murder sounds synonymous to burner
Leave niggas hurt up-gaspin' for air front seat of trucks
So who the fuck want me to press on their luck
Bastard they son, when Gats start to humm and whole crowds
begin to run
Annihilation destroying all expectations, have families
Embracin harlem hospital E.R. pacin
5' foot 6" conceals steel pichmar grip with fixed sights
That drift to the right triggers light
So You relinquish son I'm to the finish, and you anovice
Couldn't pop a clutch or light a skyrocket
Nigga stop it!!! Steel Magnolia