Hit 'Em
Album: My Soul
Release Date: 8/26/97
Label: Tommy Boy
Explicit version of "Hit 'Em" lyrics
It has come to my understanding that
There are those who'd question my skillz and abilities
Since it is thus
Forth with be thou reprimanded
Hocus
Me and the Forty dump yo ass like a pogo
You better kick it 'cause I been workin' on my mojo
Make your crew disappear like Dorothy and Toto
You're trippin' on me because your girl want my photo
Nigga
Fools get careened when they steps into my dojo
It's the ghetto witch doctor sprinklin' herbs on the voco'
I deliver hits like my name was Fuji Moto
Platinum and gold
To all rappers international
Step to the fo
Your points need bifocals
My name ain't Ralph Lauren but I'll play your ass like polo
I kick a solo from here to Sojo
You ain't no man eater
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I'm stickin' niggaz like Mexican's in penitentiaries
The niggaz is flinchin'
Grew up off Avalon and Century with a hundred ways of illegal entry
Can't injure me
That's why I'm blowin' s*** to smithereens
I'm like the nigga flying guillotine
The illest things I bring that not even DeVante could swing
Before a nigga serve me
F*** your team
It's time we started servin' niggaz like they was dope fiends
I smoke all label rosters when I rock like the thing
In the bucket doin' ninety-five like Rodney King
Extreme antimostity
I'm like white blood cells fightin' H.I.V. inside a capillary
I'll beat that ass blindfolded like a pinata
My prom night
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Ay
It ain't ova
It's the all see Mona like motherfuckin' Yoda
I rock like baking soda from Compton to Dakota
When I drop I'm gonna crush all these busta's like a boulda
So grab your hoe and see if you can hold her
I put b****** and pets on a fantastic voyage on a ship like Noah
I told ya
Give the people what they want a little bit more-a
You don't know the score
Whip that ass like grandpa used to do when he was sore
It's the hardcore
It's time for all the b**** ass niggaz to hit the door
Go home and get your pen and brush upon your metaphors
It's the forty musketeer
You be the prey
Bring the feather to that ass
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