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Killah Priest - Bop Your Head lyrics
[Intro: Killah Priest] Yea, yea, yea, yea. Yea, yea. Fuck that! I'm set it off. Yea, yea, ya shitted. Ya in some shit now, son. It's on now, mothafuckas can suck my dick. I'm back! Fuck that shit! Ready to eat niggaz up, beat they ass and e'rything, son. I'ma prove this shit, right here. Me and my nigga. What!? [Killah Priest] The emperor, chief sinister, street minister Guarenteed in two bars to finish ya React like a cat when he arches back Give a fake rapper a heart attack, once I start to rap I'm a vocalist, nigga, supposed to rip Last Poet's told me this, hit ya in ya head wit my explosive fist Then I finish ya off with my tremendous horse-kick What now, nigga? Look at ya, talk shit Can't do it, cuz you ain't got no teeth in ya mouth And I know ya just tired of me, beatin ya out Ya trained all year, in a karate class It took one second, to put yo' ass in a body bag |
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