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Bust *featuring Killer Mike [Intro:] Ghosts and goblins run amock In the caverns of rhine Slinging petty corruption The seventh sign! [Hook:] Yeah!!!! Give to you and I do what it takes! To give it to you! Wars, wars! [Big Boi:] Step into the realms os space where nobody goes Only the baddest motherfuckas are the ones that are chose! Some of the coolest individuals on the planet we said Best believe that we can buck or give a damn if we cared! No collision supervision but my family is here Now my mama taught my niggaz that was under the stairs One of those who chauffeured life and then was unprepared But my hunger is the thought that no wonder it can't be smothered Or buttered up, buttercup, melt your sauce You a Chucky Cheese bouncer chumpin' off the boss What I'm trying to tell you now is that you're softer that soft And I'm sick as a cough, did I mention it's raw? Your predicaments flaw Flaw means fucked up and serving out the oven not fried, slow roast No coast, tuck your tail and hide! You scared? [Hook] [Killer Mike:] I officially do it with duns on tour We lock down traps, push caps galore My wiz cook work `til it scale like fish My old earth even known to handle biz I serve whipped, out of whips, whip out cash Usually keep a G packed under the dash Try to test my gangsta, I bring harm I'm as slick as Freeway Rick and Nicholas Barnes My uptown Nikes hold caps and cheddar My waistline hold a 4-pound Baretta I'll shoe lace your face just to learn you better My ox so sharp it cut through leather My rap name Killer, my street name Skunk I mastered the music that was born in the BRonx! I switch my slang spit from my mouth I'm still all coast, my coust the South!!! [Hook]
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