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      samples: "Now here in the studio.. where its all knuckles and know how.. but when that red light goes off.. just a friendly word of advice.." [Afu-Ra] You'll meet your fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the paper Its the trilogy of terror, don't step outside your area Heavy verses cause curses, and worsens Some'll search this, while my crew, they must re-earth this Thing called terror in the book of mental pages Five stages of rage unable to be caged in Or cornered in or ran up in, fuck running Annihilate your database quick, before you come in Or maybe summon, gods of, lyrical warfare Shine like fireworks, so you forget your flares Kick shit straight up and down, like nigga chases If you basin, one verse, have you cased in Like that rock from that spots thats on your block They made up, that shit called T.N.T. that get me knocked Kick lyrical losenges, kick shit like harsh bitches And if you fuck around, you unsung like hostages You got the message? You think you got theology? About the science when you fuckin with this trilogy samples: "We interupt this scheduled transmission to bring you an announcemet of national importance... ladies and gentleman" [Hannibal] I'm the world terrorist, HazMat explosive specialist Hannibal Stacks the treacherous millenial expedition chief executive Perpetual design, give me mines, I hit ya consecutive Competitively, how dare you try to get the best of me Stress me, I test your chest out, like air yourself out (poof) Leave ya shiverin, left out in the cold, no clothes, no support, no soul Face me, I make the sky roll back like a scroll As I blaze thee, my special teams'll have your punk patrol on stroll Its on you, make it all fold or hold your own You see I'm known for throwin rocks, fuck around and get stoned Plus fam done snuffed my gun wrong in this Its only right I click on y'all, bring it back home and shit Recusant, like what the fuck you expectin This the trilogy, you feel how ill it be Respected, if not, we get on that, stereo type hiphop And spit shots off the corner, get props, plot Get your knot rocked, and your whole spot blotted out See we about what we about and thats that, three the hard way Guru, Afu-Ra, and Stacks, chain-reacts Go 'head and try to front, get your back collapsed, motherucker samples: "Attention...AAHHH... Be on look out...Let's get down to business" *church bell tolls 3:00* [Guru] The richeous man of God Universal, Ruler of the Universe Every mic I bless with or without a curse So fuck the dumb shit, you could get stuck dumb quick Or get smashed in a dump with a symbol or a drumbstick Afu-Ra he summoned me, to capture your entity Its three of us, terror trilogy Yeah the driller be, tearin your bitch-ass heart out I was way iller killer, before you started out The words I _Manifest_ will let you know it's _Hard To Earn_ So _Take It Personal_, like KRS nigga You Shall Learn _Who's Gonna Take The Weight? _ You shut the gate Don't ever try to underestimate Guru the great Though you was the boss and got tossed up in a lake No wake, cause everybody knew you was a fake You shield your fate, cement blocks for socks and ankle weights I'm older plus I'm wiser, surprise cause I'm nicer Push me to my limit, punk nigga, your gonna get it One by the gun, two stomped out by my shoe three you get strung up by the limb of a tree I never rhyme for free, so A & R's they got to pay me When you speak of real rappers, you chumps best to say it's the trilogy, uh
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