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GOING THREW IN THREW OUT AND THREW

U DOING DO GETTING FOOLS AT U

NEVER SHOW THAT WEAK POINT, BUT A SOFT POINT PUNCH IT

RIGHT THREW, U MUST REALIZE THAT IM BETTER THEN

U, CANT MESS WITH THIS MAN, CUZZ HE'S HIGHER

THEN U, SO AT THE SAME TIME WALK AWAY

OR DEAL THE HARD WAY,

DIRT NAP, SLEEP TIGHT, BYE IM OUTTY..

FEW HOURS BACK, IM ON TRACK WITH

A WHOLE NEW PACK, WITH A NEW CAR

JACK, THERE'S A MAN ON C%&@~

GOING CRAZY LIKE A DOG ON

RABIES, THERE'S A DOG RIGHT THERE WITH ALOT OF

BABIES, THERES NO TITLE FOR A RAP IM SAYING

IM DONE, GET LOSE, ITS A BLOG THAN

they call me thunder cause i spit like lightning

no use in fightin im up here spitin like a master faster n faster

make ya head spin n yo vision blur then u try to speak n all i hear is a slur..

someone call tha under taker bury this faker

some non-sense u sayin but thats ok,

i take it like that, but i spit it right back

them rhymes aint hurtin me, that thunder bull is funny G,

get back to re-ality, the only thunder i see, be up

in the sky, that makes u a lier,

u pretty much fired, i aint ever going under

i just speed right past u , its a fact, now show me some

real ass facts, that "undertaker bury faker"

(ha) just made the day no thanks..........

OK YOU SAY YOU SPIT IT RIGHT BACK BUT I DON'T TAKE IT AS AN ATTACK

SEEING AS YOUR S**T IS KINDA WACK N LET ME TAKE YOU BACK TALKIN ABOUT

THUNDER YOU SAY IT'S A LIE THATS CAUSE YOU AINT UP HERE WE SO HIGH

YOU CALL IT THA SKY N DON'T MAKE ME BREAK OUT THA REAL S**T CUZ THEN

WE'D HAVE TO CALL IT A HIT N I NEVA TAKE IT PERSONAL WHEN THEY QUIT ..

N YOU LAUGHING WELL I GOT SOMTHING FUNNY WE SIGHNED ON WIT CASH MONEY

N WHEN YOU SEE THA NEW HIT "GET EM HIGH" YOU'LL KNOW THAT DIS WAS NO

LIE...BYE

blah blah blah, yada yada yada, same old stuff

new ass day, u still bring up that

thunder again, just fantasyiing again, that " get em high"

thing ppppff enough said, still liein at the

mouth i see, that cash money deal?,

(ha) u know it aint real,

just keep on going with the false ass

dreams, your mind is won-dering, get back to earth please.....

still ladback the fullest.....u know im out here

OK NEXT TIME YOU COME BACK SPIT IT DON'T SPRAY IT

SO HIGH CAN'T EVEN HEAR YA DON'T EVEN FEAR YA

N WHY YOU EVEN BACK IS BEYOND ME GOT U BEAT THAT'S CLEAR TO SEE

BUT IT'S WHATEVA YOU WANT THESE LESSIONS ARE FREE.

SPIT SO FAST I SPRAY U DOWN EMPTY A CLIP N I LAY YOU DOWN

ONE MORE TEAR ONE MORE NI&&A IN THA GROUND

this stuff really makes me wonder?,

why do fools gotta use the race card to a brutha?,

u a long shot from defeating this brutha,

spraying me? doesn't hurt this brutha

still laughin at u (A), that shit is wack

good luck next time, bring some true ass facts, its a wrap....

Yall aint want none of the drama
I'll kill a dude in a second bring the heat like a sauna
They gone feel the flame till its way too late
Burning the flesh right off the bone when we rushing the gates
In the club shorty we can do what it do
Knuckle up papa or go on git clicking dat tool
Cuz on da real I aint bout wasting bullets
Im Here to bring that Millionare Musick, push through
the Bulls@@t and git wit a chick wit dem smoth hips
I murder em metaphysically literally lyrically
pitted against the epitome of delivery
from top to bottom and end to end
watch em die by the glocks when popping, the fists gift
or the pen
Da Rabid Mammoth of a Man aint rapping for da fans or fanatics
Im attacking the high hats in these astounding tracks
like an erratic band of Iraqi bandits
for my ravenous and rude, cats in dew rags grasping the black
automatics
the size of a cannon snatched off a battle ship
the savage Hispanic spicks stacking da chips

ACTIN BAD TRYINA BE SO STRONG,

THEM THREATS U CLAIMIN CAN NEVER HURT ME,

COME AT ME REAL, OR I'LL SHOW U

THE DEAL, CANT HURT THIS BIG NIG

WILL KNOCK U ....FOREAL,

MURDER THIS ...MURDER THAT,

HERE THAT SAME STUFF ALL DAY ALL LONG,

JUST ANOTHER BLUFF,

I BRUSH IT OFF THE SHOULDERS ONCE AGAIN

TO MANY PRETENDERS (HA)? A DONE DEAL

the deal ain't done/ the beef has just begun/ you talk about bustin guns/ but you just a big pun/ and i mean that literally/ and speakin lyrically/ you gots to be kiddin me/ spittin like you think you could get at me/ you ain't got the ammunition or artillery/ yous a powderpuff who puff the duff like hillary/ and i play you like hillary/ as your broad gives me brain like lewinsky/ you be washed up like celebrity rehab with dr. drew pinsky/ and that's got nothin to do with me/ you was wack way before you decided to screw with me/ and you did even though you knew it was risky/ your cd wasn't fly so i threw it like a frisbee.