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A threat is an act of coercion wherein an act is proposed to elicit a negative response. It is a communicated intent to inflict harm or loss on another person. It can be a crime in many jurisdictions. Threat (intimidation) is widely seen in animals, particularly in a ritualized form, chiefly in order to avoid the unnecessary physical violence that can lead to physical damage or death of both conflicting parties. more »

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1997

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No worse scared can't get away 
Dumpin' with them funky rhymes 
"Pullin' out niggas frontin' like snobs" 
Nowhere 2 hide 

I deliver to you the new blueprints 
Vocal instruments phat like them Goodyear blimps 
We pimps 
Beats 
Put 'em in the streets 
Twenty four hours seven days a week 
I kick science  but they still haven't learned 
Step beyond the point of no return get wet 
The rhythmic, hypnotic ear narcotics 
Strictly for fanatics and the gangbang addicts 
Uh, around the globe follow ya nose 
Down with the underground from my head to my toes 
Ride the groove like a three day cruise 
Peace to the east but the west coast rules 
The chocolate child unleashed out the wild 
Break the Richter scale and make the party shake tails 
Baddest on the atlas just tryin' to stay down 
You gotta get up I get off or get clowned 

I came across a close shave runnin' with them renegades 
All on display on K-T-L-A 
I hate to do it but I'm stupid don't test me 
Unless ya want to get your new clothes all messy 
We fed 'em loot but they still insist to spit words 
But they can't f*ck with this they get swerved 
Graduated old school G degree 
Calm down the savage in any MC 
North, south, east, west 
But simply hittin' 'em with the melody I possess 
So raise your hands up high and get all the way with it 
It's the joint, bodies get the munches when they hit it 
Like that 
Yep bigger fatter than the piece 
Inflation went up and make the killin' increase 
So long for the plan you was plottin' 
Cause it's long and forgotten once your style turned rotten 

It's the mad maestro and it ain't no other 
Turn milk into honey and make bread off butter 
I hold the title in the middle of my palm 
For makin' freaks dance on the floor till dawn 
Make way let me show you how it's done 
It's a party and the playerhatin' niggas can't come 
Got rhymes on my pad and they all hit rock 
Don't sleep cause the sheep just might be a fox 
On a hunt 
Hot on the trail 
Hoe givin' up the drawers cause a nigga in jail 
On the bottom of the ocean to the top of the hill 
MC can't deal with my hi-tech skills 
They tight tight last all night 
Buckle up for safety and prepare to take flight 
Destination on to the next plateau 
It's the Zuu in the house you can't funk with the flow

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