Military Press Tha God Fahim

[Intro]
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Check it
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[Chorus]
Get all my firearms ready for blastin'
Get all the contraband ready for stashin’
Get all my soldiers war-ready for clashin'
Few niggas try, but can't fuck with the passion
It’s me and Architect bringin' the cash in
I'm up in foreign whips, doin' the dash, then
If you ain't pursuin' happiness, nigga, you sad, then
I got the metal when I'm bringin' the bag in

[Verse 1]
Can’t shop with anybody, niggas be taxin’
I need proof I get loose with the back-end
Melanated, the original Blackman
All my writtens be riddled with facts in
I'm in the studio droppin’ these raps, and
While I be addin' up, you be subtractin'
I got work to do, I ain't relaxin’
100 Tape Legend, I ain't actin'
In other words, a nigga spit like a MAC-10
Pray to Allah, so a nigga be tapped in
And where I'm from, a lot of niggas be clappin'
It's like a warzone, I learned from the captain