You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
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Slangin' Bullets Remix
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You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
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Tha mutha-uh, censored version
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You're 'bout to witness, 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
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(Yo yo yo yo)
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Yo tha dead thug Bio Killaz outta they coffin
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Rockin' tha murderaz, Killaz, psychoz stalkin' often
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Get ya walk on, I'm on gangsta tip
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Get a grip ima slip my fist to ya fat lip
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Blah! (Chica Chica) I flip tha script on ya real fast
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Catch my blast for sumthin', nuthin', like eyeballin' my grass
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Think fast, never ever let you walk away
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Hey, bulletz sway, today is ya dooms day
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Dig deep, six feet, gravediggaz we da Killaz
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Bio Killaz, pullin' triggaz, Syde Show, dumma higga
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Blam, aw man, slangin' bullets to ya dome
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Knick-knack patty whack, ghetto zone you get da bone
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Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
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Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
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Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
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Bio Killaz, tha OG lyrical prankstaz
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Lean back, left, right, side to side
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Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
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Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
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You better watch your step before you catch another bullet (Repeated)
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The entire cast of E-R couldn't bring your wack flows back
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Cuz when I'm grippin' leave ya twitchin' fo a Killa attack
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My clips come in a six pack, unloaded to ya chest
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You mess with the best, now ya rap flows put to rest
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No teflon vest when Killaz march throuh Tha CFG
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Cuz I'm Bulletproof dawg, you can't touch me
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Risin' over the burial, we look down atcha
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Killaz more scarier we poon-tang grabbaz
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Bustin' shots at ya, runnin' streets like Al Capone
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Chicken heads asume when we come, they get to bone
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We creepin' when we roam, we tear da club up
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Cuz we (MAFIA MAFIA) like whut
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The underground's finest, I keep my barrels in stock
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A pop from tha glock ya body rot from the shot
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You ready to rock? Spittin' nutha but game when I talk
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Killa Kore Hustlaz reppin' Dead Sea Walk
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Lean back, left, right, side to side
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Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
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Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
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You better watch your step before you catch another bullet (Repeated)
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Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
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Whut up son? Bio Killaz, tha lyrical prankstaz
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Wanna gank ya, shank ya, look where I stuck it
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Silly suckaz bring the ruckus in ya nugget lootin' duckets whut!
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I'm Tha Klepto, Cornfield Ghetto, bustin' metal
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I got it settled, drive by, bye-bye, time to die, foot on the pedal
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So, getcha walk on, rep ya killaz to tha fullest
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Dj Saint Sinner, and Tha Klepto slangin' bulletz
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I'm comin' back through always shakin' the cops
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Smokin' Budah while drinkin' a fifth of Peach Tree Schnapps
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Swervin' left and right, servin' bulletz all night
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Like ten wound virgins my flow sounds tight
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Everybody wanna be down with the Bio Killaz
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Understand why ya perpetrate, cuz everybody feel us
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Cuz we keep it gangsta, the Killa Kore Rydaz
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Dead Sea Walkin', Cornfield Ghetto, Eastsidaz
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Lean back, left, right, side to side
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Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
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Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
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You better watch your step before you catch (COME ON!!) another bullet
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I say Bio, ya'll say Killaz
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Bio (KILLAZ) Bio (KILLAZ) (Repeated)
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Dead Sea Walk (Slangin' Bulletz Remix)
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