The Corn (Get With It)

Bell Biv DeVoe

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    Yeah, yeah Bloodshed
    My nigga Mase Murder, the deal
    Big L, Killa Cam
    Let 'em know where you been Killa

    I went to Texas people, caught wreck with people
    Who had injection infected needles, some terrorist people
    Baby burst the desert eagles, killa slices
    Cold as the icisis, one of the trifest
    Hypest to shiestest y'all run like mices in a crisis
    Y'all never hear nobody did me in
    I be in Lebanon with Libyans, now it's just Caribbean
    I blow fucking tally on, cause I got money pals on tours
    Selling big thousand on crack, smack and Tylenol
    All I got's the crack option, 031's what I wrap boxing
    In '89 when I was slap boxing, now I box on padlocking
    And gat cocking and gat poppin', doing drive bys out the black drops
    I ain't little but vicious, guns no misses
    You feel me, kisses or wishes, before I break you up like dishes
    Fuck your bosses, my forces, it tosses
    To kill all your sources you niiggaz best be cautious
    No losses my fortress, is Jaguars and Porsches
    Ride the OTB to check my money on the horses
    My horrors is flawless, my block one of the broadest
    Off the main attraction on the mighty ass chorus
    That I tosses, it scorches, with out no remorses
    Leave their bloody body to be counted in Mount Morris
    Harlem leave you scoreless, I shoot your bitch and leave you broad less
    So if you want we can start the static like a cordless

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    I'm only getting what I'm bless with
    All that good and Guess shit, connected
    With kis, caught the country out respected
    Leave stake, while in each state, in my peep's waist
    D's while they ducking these, trying to keep Mase
    Good fiend a police take, only seen my D's face
    I'm running from some beings with a million in my briefcase
    Navigate, passed the state, with half a cake
    Let's placalate, my continents in any placid lake
    Blast holes for Gs, and G's is what my chest holds
    So much ice on my neck, I might catch a chest cold
    Vexed are varyin', I'm known to scare vary' man
    When I bring beef niggaz like be vegetarians
    Take them opium, when the glock hits the pen
    He better watch out his peephole, my people come to see him
    Fuck the drama, all my niggaz bring that on the reg
    And infra-red beam is on your head, by time you see it y'all be dead

    I run with +Wildcats+ like +Villanova+
    Y'all smoke crack and kill Jehovah
    Before you bump into this villain sober
    Causing the controversy that niggaz be illing over
    To have the children who be killin, in your building killin
    My skills is trife as hitting scriptures from Hitler
    And if I'm out to get ya give ya mom a picture
    Cause she'll miss ya, I roll with sniffers that annihilate
    So if you try to violate, I have 'em under pressure like a trail date
    Even if you tried you couldn't get with it
    That last nigga that tried was crucified with his shit splitted
    I pull the plug so all the chest get going
    Cause my tech be blowing
    So hard it leaves vest and large intestines showing
    God I peeped you, go ahead and try to set it
    But don't act speedy, or get beat, cause I can't stand it like a diabetic
    Peace to hustlas, with integaras and cellular
    And 1-80 scars across their jaws and their jugulars

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