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G.P.

Buddha Monkhuatong
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Yo this is the general monk general

General monk monk most of ya'll cats out there

Know me as Buddha monk but yo

I just spotted this one right here for my n***a poll'

And I call the best of the best

To get up on these tracks my n***a from the a-team

He ran bitches pollard

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the pollard sector G P

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the bpm sector G P

I'm an angry n***a and hysterical like rape victims

On some one-shit two-shit three strikes I rip 'em

Like they ain't got nothing to do with it but dog had to get 'em

That's the dash out motto where ya stand is where I split 'em

Gotta stay on the creek cuz that man might be thinking

Never underestimate he could catch you while you blinking

Always have a plan cuz a real dog could bite any hand

Before I stay low pro and rest e p and brand

Give 'em to me if they need it trust and first degree it

Nobody around nobody to ask 'did you see it'

Dumb this block to bloody water slaughter

Thought ya pipe to bring d**k to your baby daughter

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the pollard sector G P

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the pollard sector G P

I attack like pit bull lock spit like glock

Masked man one bullet running in your spot

My mind wreaks of torture fatal one last on slaughter

Let a n***a b*****d what I brought ya

My style is stink like power weed muscle dough

Like pierce my two-two caliber insides blow

Get more lethal than chronic bionic rap mode

Various speeds like I was stunting my fly

Back to twelve living hell remove my sight

I be the idlest n***a brail

Sixteen bars making your squad bail

No one I mean no one ever survives to touch the third rail

Pitch black camp in your hoody red mask

One shot still rapping flesh through your ass

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the pollard sector G P

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the bpm sector G P

It's too many cats eating around me

You all grow well smiles on G P

I'm the pain shelter less from the rain

Cock back and roll with the direct aim

I blow backs I break like the glass

Dash Donna like walking through a line of horror smacks

I shut gap heat stroke 'em to collapse

Tell 'em now it's all over that's a wrap

Rhyming infection verbal abused with injection

G P 'em fam dammit who be your protection

Hold you foil skills berserk to your loyal

Heat temperature rise cook his ass to a boil

Seeing me is like pitch black with sunglasses

You bumped into Ivy son rashes

That's right daddy G P is the greatest going down

This the crazy muthaf**king shit going down

G P Buddha monk Brooklyn zu n***a

And we do this shit all day

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the pollard sector G P

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

Who with thoughts that slaughter devour

Any competitor that test the bpm sector G P

Who be Pacino of this mic shit G P

Who verbal bolo of this mic shit G P

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