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Go!!! (Feat. Chris Ward, Mike D & Big Pokey)

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One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

Flow sick they'll make daddy's little daughter hurl

Hard enough to make a 25 cent quarter curl

Fire flames I spit

I burn down water world

Oops my bad

I think just burned down Water World

I'm a hard working man with soft hands

'Cause I move a bit of that hard work in soft sand

I got ties to the streets

Both the North and South land

How many times have you seen me

Running my mouth man

I'm a hella-a-fied soloist

Bonified vocalist

Iced out Rolo-list

When I rap the booth know I'm pissed

I can't lie I'm thoed at this

And unpredictable

Like Mystikal in 9-7

Boys call me Crystikal

Ha-ha-ha hol' up Crystikal Ward

That boy thoed uh

Catch me hopping out of something

Slamming suicidal do's

Anytime any place spitting suicidal flows

C. Ward the spokesman

That's the title I hold

I'm deep in these streets n***a

Like gutters and pot holes

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

Yeah who n***a it's H-A-Dub

Buck shot slugs

Buck shot slugs

Dead end thug

To whom it may concern

n***a it's my turn

You boys gon learn

When H.A.W.K. spit it's burn baby burn

I'ma go n***a go

Or I'ma wreck your flow

Checkmate hoe

Then X you out like tic-tac-toe

I'll steal the show

Make motherf**kers want some mo'

For a mill or mo'

I'll send one through your afro

The flow is figga fo'

So surrender hoe

I'm a gladiator b***h

Like Russell Crowe

And now you know

I spit thangs for my lil' bro

And the object of the game

Is to get that do'

I ain't lying

The metaphors are death defying

There's no denying

I was born with the heart of a lion

Keep on trying

You could compete with this verbal assault

And you're gonna feel the wrath

Of Incredible H.A.W.K

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

I don't know

What made these devils give me a F-I

I can't keep my hands

Off them birds that don't fly

Just left the Penn

Where birds they don't fly

Corle's back home

And daddy I'm on fire

And I keep's me a heater for cheaters

With rhymes

That'll run right through your wife beater

Suddenly catch me

In a Benz two seater

Riding with a long hair

Spanish speaking senorita

Don't get managed

And make them skeet your needle

I got killers in the booth

That'll snatch you out your sneakers

I'm telling you boy

I'm above the law

Ain't been out sixty days

It's like oh my God

I'm already stunting whipping out boys

Lac in the drive way sitting on yard

Really got at me hit me with a quad

This can't be reality no sir boy

Last it up

Come from my hip ass is f**ked

Three inches above your waist

Tear your gut

My barrel is up

Beam on you one in the head

I yank triggas on punk niggas

And put 'em to bed

This for my FED niggas

All my living and my dead niggas

Scared niggas they raping the box

Trying to spread with a n***a

But he raping the pot

Next you gon be hanging his drawas

And drying 'em out

I'd rather get shot

Caught slipping vest at the crib

Hit in the arms

Trying to block my chest and my ribs

Testing my skills

That's just like testing my steal

I'm in the booth acting a donkey

And blessing the real

It's a crock bull loose

And he roaming the street

Last week meat in his teeth

Clutching his gat

Man ever pissed

'Cause his stomach touching his back

We fin's to do this hoe

Like we did it down in Iraq

n***a for stacks

House is full of mili's and macks

Watching the playoffs dog

That's how gorillas relax

Gorillas react on sight see it and merk it

Catch a square with a line

On this turf and working

I nerf'd him skip flagged ball and turfed him

Formed M-O-B dog

And it all was worth it

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

One if you got skills then show it

Two the time is now so don't blow it

Three you say you're fire then spit your flow

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

n***a go n***a go n***a go n***a go

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