
Next Up Sunz of Man (Ft. Method Man)
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[Intro: 60 Second Assassin, sample]
Now you know you gon' respect the law
"Well, I got some shit too, nigga!"
Yeah, nigga travel far
"You respect my shit and I'll respect yours"
"You respect my shit and I'll respect yours"
[Verse 1: 60 Second Assassin]
I traveled so far, I'm chew on niggas lyrics for a Mars bar
New era plus I'm like reign terror
So highly mechanized, a nigga died and measured the inevitable
Beyond the ever so, this deadly technical
Scribes get revised in the time before celestial
No being or lyric ever hit precise, double sight
Take light through the crypts at night
Spark pathetic brains and meteorite
Seven heaven verses the seven wonder, lyrics of thunder
As lightning strikes snakes out from under
Cloudy men drips, sinks Niles of fine mist
Words are the gift, land for the Tales out the Crypt
Of the dark dead senses, gods of heavenly business
Count Dracula told me how to find the eclipse
I leave your lip stitched 'cause you couldn't mind your business
But when it came to this rap, you should've vacated the premises
Make way for a chilla, thriller, down low killer
Getting civil, next up
Now you know you gon' respect the law
"Well, I got some shit too, nigga!"
Yeah, nigga travel far
"You respect my shit and I'll respect yours"
"You respect my shit and I'll respect yours"
[Verse 1: 60 Second Assassin]
I traveled so far, I'm chew on niggas lyrics for a Mars bar
New era plus I'm like reign terror
So highly mechanized, a nigga died and measured the inevitable
Beyond the ever so, this deadly technical
Scribes get revised in the time before celestial
No being or lyric ever hit precise, double sight
Take light through the crypts at night
Spark pathetic brains and meteorite
Seven heaven verses the seven wonder, lyrics of thunder
As lightning strikes snakes out from under
Cloudy men drips, sinks Niles of fine mist
Words are the gift, land for the Tales out the Crypt
Of the dark dead senses, gods of heavenly business
Count Dracula told me how to find the eclipse
I leave your lip stitched 'cause you couldn't mind your business
But when it came to this rap, you should've vacated the premises
Make way for a chilla, thriller, down low killer
Getting civil, next up
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