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Fine Line

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Fine Line

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[Redman)

Ayo, this is PPP right here

and we don't give a fuck what y'all doin' in this rap game,

Matter of fact, (sniff) I smell... PUSSY!!!

Yo Sauk, let it bang...

(Saukrates)

As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting amphetamine

To all those congested, my job raw never clean

A toast to the uncontested, murderer

I mark your mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya

Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid

Time is money well invested, burning your press kit

Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards

Never protested, the living proof manifested

Winkled your face, you better press it, menage-a-trois

Put fist in thought, care to test it? If you dare I swear

Motionless, I throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier

Rise like Nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow boulder

Show you love nigga, I'm iceberg with cold shoulder

No time for your manic, hazy rap attack partner

Future darker than black permanent black... marker

I part you from existence on solid ground

Only twelve inch but long distance, that's all I frown

Is we hell or is we heaven bound?

I bomb the target without a sound

Ain't nobody left around to hear it

Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days

By the South Pacific, cheddar sound better when specific

Cheddar look better when explicit

Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits

All 'n all, I'm having fun with gun

'Cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue

I'm young plus I'm well hung

Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession sprung

I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the design

Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime

Peep my shines

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