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Blackalicious - Watch Out lyrics
[Fat Joe]
 Yeah!!
 Straight out the heroin infested streets of the Bronx
 Home of corrupt cops
 Where niggaz get they motherfuckin wigs pushed back
 even if they don't fake jax
 Fat Joe, bringin forth the illest motherfuckers
 in this whole rap game
 Hey yo Armageddon, let these motherfuckers know
 [Armageddon]
 You look, I look, you invite it, I took
 I forever wearin it, you know stone cold crook
 What's truth, what's lie? Who's people, who spy?
 It's life and death, choose live or die
 Ultimates who made em why do we even exist?
 When we die is there heaven or is it total blackness?
 For any touch there's a feeling
 Touch and y'all felt
 We can exchange shots, until our chambers melt
 There's mad tension in the air (mad tension in the air)
 over one man's stare, you wanna dare, yo Crack
 Eject the Czech from the glove compartment
 Lay out the lead spray, and flame him up like arson
 It's dangerous business
 Opposites, these strangers be bendin opposites
 So put your face in mine, best brace your spine
 Cause opposites may attract, but they don't combine
 My impact so fat, you feel your vertabrates grind
 Now delayed second thoughts run through your mind
 When my slugs connect, and strike your major arteries
 When my fists connect, they causin major injuries
 What you know Junior? You not evil
 [Fat Joe]
 Uhh, the South Bronx is the wrong place to visit
 I don't know an MC who has enough balls to diss it
 Whether rain or shine, we be bustin out nines
 Hey yo Punisher, hit em with that ill type rhyme
 [Big Punisher]
 Yo, I cause a bloody bath to make my buddies laugh and gig'
 My nutty wrath'll live as long as I'm a nasty kid
 I blast a pig and slit his throat just for ? L
 My skills {undecipherable} puffin boom in Hell
 I doom the world like I was God and throw my gun awayBlackalicious - Watch Out - http://motolyrics.com/blackalicious/watch-out-lyrics.html
 Then snatch the moon out the sky, and blow the sun away
 Me and my brothers play hardball
 Strictly hardcore, lyrics til I'm finished breakin God's laws
 My job's raw but I gotta do it - I'm feelin high then buddhaed 
 so you might get shot and lose a lot of fluid
 The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since the curly braids
 I would earn a wage with the thirty gauge
 There's dirty ways to get paid if you got the balls
 Just load the glock and cause the hardest cop to drop his drawers
 Don't stop or pause, let the shotty go up his butt
 to finish up, punchin body blows and uppercuts
 [Fat Joe]
 The South Bronx is the wrong place to visit
 I don't know an MC who has enough balls to diss it
 Whether rain or shine, we be bustin out nines
 Hey yo Keith Nut, hit em with that ill type rhyme
 [Keith Nut]
 Yo, I cause damage, rap's redhanded bandit
 Well I'll be god damnit, I kick ass like I'm yo' parents
 Prepare for the slaughter when my brain is out of order
 Got kicked out my church cause I got caught fuckin my preacher's daughter
 Menace like Dennis on the M.I.C.
 You best run son, I'm sendin emcees up shit's creek
 So don't sleep, cause I creep, on New York streets
 like I'm a big fat dick, wack emcees is ass-cheeks
 Yo, I'm that nigga that'll kidnap yo' kids
 Take em home, fuck em good, then send em back to you in bandages
 You lose, cause I got, the ill street, and still keep
 the toast close, and rep-a, resent-a, the East coast
 So watch your back black, Bronx niggaz don't play
 If you ever fake jax, I'll slit yo' throat like O.J.
 [Fat Joe]
 Yeah, that's my motherfuckin crew
 Straight out the South Bronx
 The livest motherfuckin corners of the Bronx
 Keepin in realer, my motherfuckin nigga Keith Nut
 Armageddon the Reddin
 My nigga Big Dog Punisher
 Straight out the Full Eclipse Camp
 All you motherfuckers know the times, yeah
 Watch your motherfuckin back
 Blow out the back of your domepiece
 D.I.T.C. forever motherfucker..








