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Intro:
Enter gentlemen, take your seats
You have been brought here for a task
Only universal soldiers are brought for (yeah)
Let's begin

Hook:
Thee elite fleet stands tall and proud
See if you can pick the livest one out the crowd
Mc's you won't be around next year

M.s. comin' from the rear

M.s.:
We see your kind many times (many times)
Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips flap
M.s. will push your wig back givin' stain from your shit crack
For who card shit I turn styles like the door knob
Bring ya more but it don't matter because me and squad bogard
For so long we hear the dumb shit that some do
These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with they one twos
So act like you want it with that babble you call rap dukes
I brings it to your grill while originoo gunn clap you
And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure
Heltah skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher
Ready to get ya
So open up wide and wreckognize
And see who stands before your eyes in the 9-5
Coping with my high feeling the lye as it kick
A big of my brain thinkin' of this chickenhead I stuck my dick in

Top dawg:
They call me top dawg, top dawg of the year
Flowin' with my full grown dreads and army gear
When I come through with my bucktown crew
You better be on point because we might be looking for you
All y'all punany snake niggas remind me
Why we roll strickly bootcamp in the 90's
Come try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex
Break niggas necks
Then hop on the iron horse get up with my elite fleet
So we can smoke x amount of ganja weed
It's alright if you wanna get high
But when you enter this session make sure you got lye
Cause sense we smoke mad sensi
Original dreads fortified blunt heads
Nuff said nuff punk gwon dead
Fuck all that bullshit, it's time to get red

Hook

Lil' rock (of the representitives):
Representitives coming up form the fuckin' rear
You're missing in action no time for relaxin'
We packin' mental thoughts that'll blow this nations back in
No need escape this zone unknown
Cause we travel to explore when the goals then bring the trophy home

Supreme (of the representitives):
Just like in a movie we breakin' through these niggas terrine
Supreme brings pain to your frame you can't hang
(you can't maintain) in the mist where guns click
13 deep thee elite we don't miss

Lil' rock:
Cause we be the squad called the representitives
Lil' rock and supreme aka gen grim and mr. perfect
Lord don't want to be known to hurt shit
Just wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid

Supreme:
And thats all catch a black from black pull
Niggas that slack off I'm breakin' they glass jaw
So ask for, forgiveness to end this
The representitives mean buisness

Hurricane starange:
Yo I'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic
Rock ya like robbin', I clock ya like spike
Lee, s-t-r-a-n-g-l-e cooler then ?
That's what bitches tell me, strickly rugged
Run and tell ya momma cause she loves it
Hold it down like my niggas when they pissing ou in public
But you know and spolice spot you they lock you
But my nigga hocktu got you ready to knock you
Senseless cause against this you defencless
Don't even speak nigga you weak, strengthless
So all them niggas keeping they eye on the cash flow
Ash hole m16 steam through my afro
It's all about the storm fuck what you're under
Gun clapper number one a.k.a. starange wondah

Hook

Yo it's the nigga bad vybes creepin' up from the rear

Bad vybes:
Now you know bad want this done so I switch
To some next shit in 9-6 like fuck a bitch
But I quickly squeeze up on your shorites ass and titties
And turn to my committee and score here shit a 50
Percent fake a move your face meet cement
I know a lot of guys want to test the vybes
But most of y'all get fried like eggs on the side
(lone desperado) never could refuse a bottle
Of pain my stomach turn to words of ellen
Chumps fakin' jacks while I'm dishin' out the smacks g
You riff tracks bout how you feel with ruegs in your back

Louieville:
Playin' clean sweep for thee elite fleet we call him shocker
Second source out the storm shock like blanca
Games you hit I split them shit's get broken like bridges
With bitches cause all they see is riches
Hit's ya softly, something unlawfully
Smash the mask and cream and can the dog food I warned you
One strike that ass is dead
It's just no fair you know the rules nigga I don't care
3 you fall can't take no more
All that bullshit hot pops out that front door
Enough of it punk bitches I know you dug it
Shit ya rougher then boulder rocks labeled granite
Stoney elite fleet jeeps take me home
Buffalo batted and meson saved the chrome

Outro:
Well gentlemen we have all come to an agreement
Along with our darkside connection heltah skeltah
We will now be known as magnum force
You all have your orders, we have come to a successful agreement
Meeting is adjourned
But first leave your girlfriends new britches in the basket

Scratching

"yuu won't be around next year" --> craig mack, flava in ya ear
Intro:   Enter gentlemen, take your seats   You have been brought here for a task   Only universal soldiers are brought for (yeah)   Let's begin      Hook:   Thee elite fleet stands tall and proud   See if you can pick the livest one out the crowd   Mc's you won't be around next year      M.s. comin' from the rear      M.s.:   We see your kind many times (many times)   Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips flap   M.s. will push your wig back givin' stain from your shit crack   For who card shit I turn styles like the door knob   Bring ya more but it don't matter because me and squad bogard   For so long we hear the dumb shit that some do   These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with they one twos   So act like you want it with that babble you call rap dukes   I brings it to your grill while originoo gunn clap you   And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure   Heltah skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher   Ready to get ya   So open up wide and wreckognize   And see who stands before your eyes in the 9-5   Coping with my high feeling the lye as it kick   A big of my brain thinkin' of this chickenhead I stuck my dick in      Top dawg:   They call me top dawg, top dawg of the year   Flowin' with my full grown dreads and army gear   When I come through with my bucktown crew   You better be on point because we might be looking for you   All y'all punany snake niggas remind me   Why we roll strickly bootcamp in the 90's   Come try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex   Break niggas necks   Then hop on the iron horse get up with my elite fleet   So we can smoke x amount of ganja weed   It's alright if you wanna get high   But when you enter this session make sure you got lye   Cause sense we smoke mad sensi   Original dreads fortified blunt heads   Nuff said nuff punk gwon dead   Fuck all that bullshit, it's time to get red      Hook      Lil' rock (of the representitives):   Representitives coming up form the fuckin' rear   You're missing in action no time for relaxin'   We packin' mental thoughts that'll blow this nations back in   No need escape this zone unknown   Cause we travel to explore when the goals then bring the trophy home      Supreme (of the representitives):   Just like in a movie we breakin' through these niggas terrine   Supreme brings pain to your frame you can't hang   (you can't maintain) in the mist where guns click   13 deep thee elite we don't miss      Lil' rock:   Cause we be the squad called the representitives   Lil' rock and supreme aka gen grim and mr. perfect   Lord don't want to be known to hurt shit   Just wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid      Supreme:   And thats all catch a black from black pull   Niggas that slack off I'm breakin' they glass jaw   So ask for, forgiveness to end this   The representitives mean buisness      Hurricane starange:   Yo I'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic   Rock ya like robbin', I clock ya like spike   Lee, s-t-r-a-n-g-l-e cooler then ?    That's what bitches tell me, strickly rugged   Run and tell ya momma cause she loves it   Hold it down like my niggas when they pissing ou in public   But you know and spolice spot you they lock you   But my nigga hocktu got you ready to knock you   Senseless cause against this you defencless   Don't even speak nigga you weak, strengthless   So all them niggas keeping they eye on the cash flow   Ash hole m16 steam through my afro   It's all about the storm fuck what you're under   Gun clapper number one a.k.a. starange wondah      Hook      Yo it's the nigga bad vybes creepin' up from the rear      Bad vybes:   Now you know bad want this done so I switch   To some next shit in 9-6 like fuck a bitch   But I quickly squeeze up on your shorites ass and titties   And turn to my committee and score here shit a 50   Percent fake a move your face meet cement   I know a lot of guys want to test the vybes   But most of y'all get fried like eggs on the side   (lone desperado) never could refuse a bottle   Of pain my stomach turn to words of ellen   Chumps fakin' jacks while I'm dishin' out the smacks g   You riff tracks bout how you feel with ruegs in your back      Louieville:   Playin' clean sweep for thee elite fleet we call him shocker   Second source out the storm shock like blanca   Games you hit I split them shit's get broken like bridges   With bitches cause all they see is riches   Hit's ya softly, something unlawfully   Smash the mask and cream and can the dog food I warned you   One strike that ass is dead   It's just no fair you know the rules nigga I don't care   3 you fall can't take no more   All that bullshit hot pops out that front door   Enough of it punk bitches I know you dug it   Shit ya rougher then boulder rocks labeled granite   Stoney elite fleet jeeps take me home   Buffalo batted and meson saved the chrome      Outro:   Well gentlemen we have all come to an agreement   Along with our darkside connection heltah skeltah   We will now be known as magnum force   You all have your orders, we have come to a successful agreement   Meeting is adjourned   But first leave your girlfriends new britches in the basket      Scratching      "yuu won't be around next year" --> craig mack, flava in ya ear