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"Bad & Evil Meets The HSG Welcome To Hell"

There's a switch, I flip, emotions cut off
So cold I done froze my butt off
And this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet
It's like squirting a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck off
Other words I ain't put a dent in the game compared
To the damage I've yet to do
As long as you still have feelings to hurt
I'll be around as long as you let me get to you
As long as I got two balls to palm
I'll be the bomb, you're just a false alarm
Get scant little pissants
And see if I don't come along and stomp your farm
Thunder and lightning, rain, hail
Sleet with a tornado's the kinda brainstorm I get
So when the wind starts blowing, shit
Talking 'bout going in? Going insane is more like it
Wizard of words when he spits hazardous with it
Like a disastrous blizzard
So you better listen quick fast, or miss it
Yeah, go ahead little prick bastard, diss it
But when you get hit with a sick-ass explicit flow
Don't ask how much of his passion is it that goes in it
Just know that all he knows is this that
It's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick dastardly of audacity
Mental capacity, unmatched it has to be stopped
But it can't be, but man I can't just keep
Doing them like that or no one will rap with me
Except one, you asked who is it?

Guess who just came through the blast, you bitches
With the ratchet, the book of Matthew
A book of matches, lighting them under white linen
You 'bout to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, asked you to spit it
You got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands
I'm sure they gon' laugh when you're going to the bathroom with it
Now with what would you come against us
Better be something with a big foot pedigree
Easily these are the reasons that we need to be in y'all prayers
Each region breeds some MCs that wanna be
Which means they wanna breathe our air
With these ideas, anybody thinking the game don't need
The Bad and the Evil regime
That's like saying that bad boy Piston team didn't need Isaiah

Shit piss and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs
I swear, better beware, there's too much at stake
And to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass and shit stains out my underwear that I don't even wear

This gotta be no fair
It's like hitting the lottery, oh yeah
Who you know hotter there gotta be no pair
Shotty that I got'll lobotomy your hair

[Demetrius Capone:]
Bother me don't dare, hotter than a sauna in Nevada with no air
Kamikaze your posse, nobody I'm gon' spare
I'm a God, you probably thought I was gon' care
The God of War, not even acknowledgin' your prayers
The sickest side of me, sick as sodomy, sick as Sodom and Gommorah
You want a war? I'm in a warfare
This God's iller than a monstrous sized lizard, then I Benghazi the whole area

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero:]
I carry a 9 millimeter heater nigga, test mine nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' "S" on my chest flyin' nigga
I spike the punt, grab an X my nigga
Got your motherfuckin' ex, wanna test my sex drive
On a test drive, that a test ride nigga
When I face off, I come in 38
38 off, now say "hi"

Mr. "Grip the tres-five trigger"
Blow your brain off if I aim high nigga
Blaze my Swisher, drank my liquor
Bitch, zip your face and face my zipper
Don't talk shit or else I'm a spark with llama that I'm grippin'
I'm a blast at your heart
Dump off clips, mess with my doll
Leave your body wet and drippin', now you messy as Mark

[Julius Luciano:]
Get sawed off clips, destined to fall
Ain't no kind of competition, we the best with the bars
SK, shoot a nigga while he sittin' in his whip
Put the S to your car, your chest got a scar
Y'all ain't followin' the protocol
Professional killer my nigga, I'm the pro to call
When hope is lost, we bring the mic to life
Like Mike never overdosed on Propofol

[Demetrius Capone:]
Showin' y'all the ropes cause I'm choking' y'all
Screamin' "the coast is ours", holdin' both my balls

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero:]
Make a nigga not wanna open his mouth when I aim the tech
Same effect as a broken jaw

[Julius Luciano:]
Fo' sho' I'm raw, a nigga be so damn raw
Take a nigga brains out his skull, now hold that thought

Lemme hold that chrome, man blow that off
Don't think your money safe cause you close that vault

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