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[Fredro Starr]Dyin 4 Rap, the remix saga, throwin shots to the topCatch you comin out ya Bentley dropRun up, open a block, empty the glockI`m Dyin 4 Rap, rap niggas nailed to the crossIf you Christ to the game, nigga, die for the costSend flames out to S-5, killin ya PorscheTook a step back from the game, watch ya flipDid a few flips, fucked a few chicks, you can`t fuck wit meBullet to bullet baby, check the glocksSpit slugs, one after another, play "connect the shots"Cock the flame, had another doc to rangeMake ya head rest part of ya brain, like thatBulletproof rap, rap wit a gun in my backTwo g`s got niggas still throwin they gatsOnce you cross to the other side, I`m bringin you backI`m Firestarr, and I`m Dyin 4 Rap[Capone]To America`s system, I`m a double pharoahI speak wisdom, rebellin on the BC spitMy intuition on streets, keep bitchinPush the hottest structure, deep dishin, stack dollars and buckShootouts, got the hood hot as a fuckMy criminal demeanor, got snagged and tash, sizin me upSearchin the Beamer, niggas question who I run witA vest, a tech, an extra gun clipWhat you say might get your son hitQueensbridge, where my duns liveKiam was destined to rule, since my mother`s stomachUnderstand what I am, a prophet, poetical target for sabotageYou can`t stop me, gorilla at large, fuck a murder chargeI spray at ya block, I spray at the copsI`m a hater, ya wrist shinin and I fuckin spray at ya watchI`m grimy, I`m sick of being broke, I`m sick of short sellsI`m representin jail murder to coke pots on the stoves[Noreaga]Them niggas Dyin 4 Rap, rap dyin for meYou can`t see me a muthafucka, hot as meYou see me dip through the traffic and I turn it upThem chicks takin ecstacy to suck my nutStraight gangsta, niggas compare me to SugeBut they say I`m for fouler, yea they shouldI got the "What? What?" about to fade the hoodI still got coke on the streets, you know I`m goodI`m from Queens, infrared beams and car hard jeansThem niggas Dyin 4 Rap, rap dyin for me[Young Noble]This ain`t no battle of the beats, this a battle of heatBattle in the streets, battle til we six feet deepOutlaw warrior, yea Makaveli trainNiggas mad how we rob, Makaveli`s the blameNiggas Dyin 4 Rap, I`m dyin to snapLife was a game of dice, niggas dyin to crapYou dyin to ride dick, you dyin to lie spitFrom dyin to bar quick, get off my dickI`m like a fire starter, I wet ya car wit FirestarrAnd garment before the cops`ll callShot you far dog, ain`t no runnin awayWit Pac involved son, it can be done todayThug we dyin for the cause, burners told you OutlawYoung Nob`, stayin raw, and it`s wall to wall[Cuban Link]Yo I`m the Spanish casanova, livin leathers24 Karat toke a far from marriage, in ParisWe talkin parrots on my shoulder, hold upThe mellow holdin is Cuban, it`s takin over, I thought I told yaI`m doper then coke without the bakin sodaDrunk or sober, jump out the Rover, and fold you wit a crowbarThrow a rope around ya neck, and do what Sosa did to OmarSo far, my reportoire, got respect in no partsLike Joan of Arc, if you turn apart, rollin til darkIt`s Terror Squad, from the start til I come across GodNo holds barred, most niggas got balls but no heartWho wanna run wit the dot dada, nigga come holla from the BronxWhere they gun down punks for one dollar

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