[Dom Pachino] Aiyo, I eat pellets like Pacman, my gun don't jam My bitch got triple D bazookas, god damn I shoot ya, you ain't fam dog, you ooka nooba Underground like a scuba diver I'm in great shape, lyrical excersizer Great tape, wrap ya face like a mummy for playing a dummy For goodness sake, give me a breaker breaker one-two A nigga I shake like pitch do, I take you And make you submit to this beautiful Terrorist shit
[Chorus 2X: Dom Pachino] And why do I, feel like this everyday Like, when they don't hear my shit, my gun should spray My gun should spray, my gun should spray, yo DJ
[Dom Pachino] It ain't hard to tell, I rap like a bat out of hell Convict out of jail, hold my weight like a whale on a scale You niggas move, slow like a snail Sellin' powder that's pale, hope them snitches don't tell Hope my riches prevail, a nigga travel like mail Don't get sparked in the dark, like the third rail By the blue steele, fuck you talking bout 'who real' All you need to know, is who killed this track And hope they don't get bitch smacked, you feel?
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[Chorus 2X: Dom Pachino] And why do I, feel like this everyday Like, when they don't hear my shit, my gun should spray My gun should spray, my gun should spray, yo DJ
[Dom Pachino] It ain't hard to tell, I rap like a bat out of hell Convict out of jail, hold my weight like a whale on a scale You niggas move, slow like a snail Sellin' powder that's pale, hope them snitches don't tell Hope my riches prevail, a nigga travel like mail Don't get sparked in the dark, like the third rail By the blue steele, fuck you talking bout 'who real' All you need to know, is who killed this track And hope they don't get bitch smacked, you feel?
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