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Forty individuals
Keep it on the low? Keep it on the low, aiiight
Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up

[Rubberbands]
Yo with your departure let's start the execution
Seems like everybody rappin's robbin and shootin
Talkin real cheap
I got a record deal just to get away from the streets
Niggas stuck up shit's creek with no way to escape
When we bombard niggas get stomped hard like wine grapes
What the fuck you thought, G.P. connects when
Majority of these rap cats don't even get a grin
Never paid dues, actin like they vets on my set
Til they get a reality check, niggas still wet
Behind the ears in this rap shit
Get blown off the face of the Earth by the G.P. click

[Down Low Recka]
Whoever wrote the book on hip hop we revised it
Now adapt to the Shaolin chapter
The non-fiction, number one bestseller
Project award winner (Two gats up)
Yeah, it's obvious you the sloppiest
Got a glass forehead so you're bad when you copy this
You could say we live for the winter
Ain't no shorts taken, veterans, no beginners
Constant winner, a born sinner
Make you think your style is thinner
You're too pary to carry
A microphone across stage knowin that I'm on the other side
Ready to conquer and divide
Holdin mine comes natural
Formin rhymes outta thoughts with smoke and nails
A real nigga never tells
Real niggas know that fake niggas gel
Get bugged, don't blow, perishable MCs got blinders on
Leadin themselves into the storm
It's the power of God, PG, Parental Guidance
G.P., unmistakably the finest

[June Luva]
Non-commercial, universal, hip hop assassinator
Track killer, premeditated murder
May the force be with you
When you go up against this r