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Big Bad

(Hook)
I've got my... Gun on spray, so try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em with the big bad wolf... 86 sick inside of me...

(1st Verse)
I'm em a dilemma...
The coming of a killer, the phantom of all niggas who be "Nina"... But listen...
I kill a in a vision of "Milli-Vanilli"...
Motherfuckers who's being by the big bad wolf...
Computerism... I'll em a... Push...
Ripped you and your mocking crew, you gonna do when I pop at you, glock at you...
Fill em the venom... Who the fuck are you talking to?
Betray me? you crazy! The kind of souls say Spacey...
Niggas hate me, cant face me... Bitches like Cagney and Lacey, basically... You ace me...
I put that on school is the Lil Tracey, ya better me, cause I'ma fuck up a niggas career...
If you you trying to bite me, taste me; listen to me...
Like guerilla monsoon... I'ma a wolf, so I howl at the moon...
I can smell a rotten fella, cotton dwella; props to the jella, my nigga loom...
2 little pigs... Niggas who wanted to be the big bad wolf... Nina clone...
That's why this little piggy hit the carpet and the other little stayed home...
Chrome... Huff and I'll puff... And I'll that fucking mic down and stuff...
Hit me with a silver and get it outta me, cause a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality... Follow me nigga...
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a bigger motherfucker...
To bust like Joe's or like those who make relish and throw midwest blows at foes...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been in my book nigga, look...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been in my book nigga, look...
Take look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
You being a bitch as in Brooke, you're but a crook...
So you niggas can't fuck the big bad wolf...

(Hook)
got my... Gun on spray, so don't try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em with the big bad wolf... 86 sick streak of me...

(2nd Verse)
You thought you yo rhyme... Outta some brick...
N9ne... Blew em away like sticks...
Let's find... Who got the way tight licks... I bet mine... You'll get em, they like this...
The shit... Mama Mia... Disagree-A... I really better see a.... Then be a...
Cause when a flowed what he wrote, sorry...
all folks... Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah...
You little niggas... You fuck with the wolf, you a devil with hooves and death books... Came to a Tech N9ne show and got took.... By the lyrical anghellical voice that's shook...
Satan, the rebutes ya... The power of Christ compels you...
To get the "Haff" away the "Ish"...
I'm spitting; you're losing, I'm to tell you...
Who the man now? Who the man
Motherfucker... You a student, put ya down...
Trying to like a wolf... Trying to pop like a Tech N9ne...
nigga, you can't peck mine...
I'ma hairy motherfucker with whiskers and I flips a hella script here to Lamaviska...
Kiss the fist of a nigga who walks so hard on niggas like you, I'll get a goddamned blister... Nigga... I'll huff and I'll puff... And I'll that fucking mic down and stuff...
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me, cause a weak bullet is a mini-technicality... Follow me nigga...
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a salary motherfucker...
To bust flows Joe's or like those who make relish and throw midwest blows at foes...
Take look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look...
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my nigga, look...
You being a bitch as in Brooke, nothing but a crook...
So you can't fuck with the big bad wolf...

(Hook)
I've got my... Gun on spray, so try to... (Pop! Pop!)
Run away... Hit em the big bad wolf... 86 sick streak inside of me...

(Outro)
I've got my gat on ya tongue, so try to... (Pop! Pop!) Duck and run...
I'ma let ya know that wolf in reverse says flow...
I gotta big bad flow and I'ma let ya nigga that I rip it, Cause I believe...
Six, six, triple eight, forty-six, three... Do ya know...
Big... Bad... Wolf... Smash... Chrome... Dome... Long... Gone...