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Freestyle Over Wu-Tang Forever Beats Verse 1 Lyrics

We treacherous in California, I spit ammonia
The brutal offspring of Conan and Red Sonja
We run up on ya, weak sessions holding pistols
With blowtorches, Uzis, blunts and homing missiles
The sick man, gold digging women don't make my dick stand
You versus me, that's like hopscotch on quicksand

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