Get Da Drop On Em - LL Cool J

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I break a nigga down ugly like Coke  up on the scale 
Next step throw a stack up on the third rail 
The undisputed  I'm never ever diluted or polluted 
You could fuse it  if ya choose it cos it's deep rooted 
I make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutter 
For underestimatin as I'm cre atin the butter 
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm droppin 
I'm wreckin nigga whole shit plus I make a profit 
Wicked with this shout, bodies are fished out 
I'm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscount 
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce 
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush 
Ya slippin, I'm grippin microphones real tight 
Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac all night 
Deliver messages, the prophecy's in me 
His Royal Highness, you minus what you claim to be 
(Say what?) 

Chorus: 
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 
I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 
*repeat x 3* 

I blow em, KABOOM, but fuck sound effects 
Niggas was sleeping like I was off on a Star Trek 
Select my dialect, inspect all my cheques 
He claim he gettin money but L cast the cheque 
You sell blunt weed, Glock block, horizons 
Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising 
You clowns know when I bring forth the heat 
Hardcore niggas be wearin panties, lookin sweet 
I'm on a journey thru the land of frontin niggas 
Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers 
I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live 
I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give 
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch 
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit 
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick 

Chorus
Artist: LL Cool J
Title: Get Da Drop On Em