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Artist:	Originoo Gunn Clappaz
Song Title:	Elite Fleet
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f/ Bad Vybes, M.S., The Reps

Intro:

Enter Gentlemen, take your seats

You have been brought here for a task

only universal soldiers are brought for (yeah)

Let's begin

Hook:

Thee Elite Fleet stands tall and proud

See if you can pick the livest one out the crowd

MC's you won't be around next year

M.S. comin' from the rear

M.S.:

We see your kind many times (many times)

Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips flap

M.S. will push your wig back givin' stain from your shit crack

For who card shit I turn styles like the door knob

Bring ya more but it don't matter because me and squad Bogard

For so long we hear the dumb shit that some do

These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with they one twos

So act like you want it with that babble you call rap dukes

I brings it to your grill while Originoo Gunn Clap you

And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure

Heltah Skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher

Ready to get ya

So open up wide and wreckognize

And see who stands before your eyes in the 9-5

Coping with my high feeling the lye as it kick

A big of my brain thinkin' of this chickenhead I stuck my dick in

Top Dawg:

They call me Top Dawg, Top Dawg of the year

Flowin' with my full grown dreads and army gear

When I come through with my Bucktown crew

You better be on point because we might be looking for you

All y'all punany snake niggas remind me

Why we roll strickly Bootcamp in the 90's

Come try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex

Break niggas necks

Then hop on the iron horse get up with my elite fleet

So we can smoke X amount of ganja weed

It's alright if you wanna get high

But when you enter this session make sure you got lye

Cause sense we smoke mad sensi

Original dreads fortified blunt heads

Nuff said nuff punk gwon dead

Fuck all that bullshit, it's time to get red

Hook

Lil' Rock (of the representitives):

Representitives coming up form the fuckin' rear

You're missing in action no time for relaxin'

We packin' mental thoughts that'll blow this nations back in

No need escape this zone unknown

Cause we travel to explore when the goals then bring the trophy home

Supreme (of the Representitives):

Just like in a movie we breakin' through these niggas terrine

Supreme brings pain to your frame you can't hang

(you can't maintain) In the mist where guns click

13 deep thee elite we don't miss

Lil' Rock:

Cause we be the squad called the Representitives

Lil' Rock and Supreme aka Gen Grim and Mr. Perfect

Lord don't want to be known to hurt shit

Just wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid

Supreme:

And thats all catch a black from black pull

Niggas that slack off I'm breakin' they glass jaw

So ask for, forgiveness to end this

The Representitives mean buisness

Hurricane Starange:

Yo I'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic

Rock ya like Robbin', I Clock ya like Spike

Lee, S-T-R-A-N-G-L-E cooler then ?

That's what bitches tell me, strickly rugged

Run and tell ya momma cause she loves it

Hold it down like my niggas when they pissing ou in public

But you know and spolice spot you they lock you

But my nigga Hocktu got you ready to knock you

Senseless cause against this you defencless

Don't even speak nigga you weak, strengthless

So all them niggas keeping they eye on the cash flow

Ash hole M16 steam through my afro

It's all about the storm fuck what you're under

Gun Clapper number one a.k.a. Starange Wondah

Hook

Yo it's the nigga Bad Vybes creepin' up from the rear

Bad Vybes:

Now you know Bad want this done so I switch

To some next shit in 9-6 like fuck a bitch

But I quickly squeeze up on your shorites ass and titties

And turn to my committee and score here shit a 50

Percent fake a move your face meet cement

I know a lot of guys want to test the Vybes

But most of y'all get fried like eggs on the side

(Lone Desperado) Never could refuse a bottle

Of pain my stomach turn to words of Ellen

Chumps fakin' jacks while I'm dishin' out the smacks G

You riff tracks bout how you feel with ruegs in your back

Louieville:

Playin' clean sweep for thee Elite Fleet we call him Shocker

Second source out the storm shock like Blanca

Games you hit I split them shit's get broken like bridges

With bitches cause all they see is riches

Hit's ya softly, something unlawfully

Smash the mask and cream and can the dog food I warned you

One strike that ass is dead

It's just no fair you know the rules nigga I don't care

3 you fall can't take no more

All that bullshit hot pops out that front door

Enough of it punk bitches I know you dug it

Shit ya rougher then boulder rocks labeled granite

Stoney elite fleet jeeps take me home

Buffalo batted and Meson saved the chrome

Outro:

Well gentlemen we have all come to an agreement

along with our darkside connection Heltah Skeltah

we will now be known as Magnum Force

You all have your orders, we have come to a successful agreement

Meeting is adjourned

But first leave your girlfriends new britches in the basket

Scratching

"Yuu won't be around next year" --> Craig Mack, Flava In Ya Ear

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