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B-Lieu

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Look here
I'm Old School
Old School
Old School
Old School
In the building
Check it
I don't mind, boy
Making you bleed
Yo! we can brawl
Turn this thang
Into a bunk house stampede
Throwing them bows
Like I'm Dusty Rhodes
I blow a hole
Through your soul
Like a terrorist attack
On the U.S.S. Cole
So proceed with caution
I smash on rappers often
I leave emcees with bad knees
Like stone-cold Steve Austin
You placed your order
But I'm backlogged on coffins
So take a number
Get a chair
Sit down in the corner
And wonder
What it's going to be like
Once I put you under
The surface
It's curtains
Your blood squirting
You worthless
Dude
With no purpose
Or intent
It's not what I said
It's what I think I meant
So pay attention
Cause I'm a start lynching
Anybody not minding their business
Any witnesses looking suspicious
I'm so vicious
It's best
You keep your distance
I'm so persistent
I'll bury you in an instance
I'm probably going to
Die in these trenches
B-LIEU
Boy
I'm so relentless
I spit bars
I spread like SARS
It's a permanent sickness
Got you hoping and wishing
That your kids
Boy
See their next Christmas
Your whole style is chump
Cause it's whatever homeboy
We can get it, crunk
50. Cal, Mk-19
Mounted in the trunk
This ain't what what what
What you want
Boy
It's 4th down and ninety-nine
I still ain't going to punt
Come confront
That boy
B-LIEU
Whew
I leave you see through
Like saran wrap or a window
Get your man clap
Plus your kin folk
Start intruding
Your family reunion
Dress in blue and yellow
Like a bruin
And start bruising
And ruin
The moment
Regardless of what you doing
So cancel your plans
I come through
I trample your man
It's the Bess
That spit rhymes
That melt flesh
With no respect
For the hardest dude
In your projects
So take heed to these words
Boy
Forget what you heard
Boy
Step up get served
Put your teeth on the curb
Leave your whole team
On injured reserve
There's some things
That got me disturbed
How these rappers hop
In the rap game
Then they straight curve
Boy
I'm never rear Det
Boy
I'm a Vet
Even with seven fouls
I never foul out
D.C.
Texas boys
Help me wild out
I ring your doorbell
Your child answers the door
I'll knock your child out

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