Lakim Shabazz Apache 1-2-3 Lyrics

1-2-3 Lyrics

IntroChorus: (x6) 



1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3 

1 and
here comes the 2 to the 3 and 



Verse 1: Lakim Shabazz 



???? rappers are full of this since I'm a Don I'm pullin out a hit 

cos I'm fired up I'm tired of all the bullshit 

Flavor Unit it's time
to attack the prey 

So make way for hip hop's green beret 

Bring on
the refills you see we feel 

the name of the brain game is kill or be
killed 

I'm an expert, who will be the next jerk to try? 

Let me
explain you got 8 million ways to die 

We torch and scorch ya, make ya
feel real sore 

Have that ass lookin just like *?this boo-boo?* slipped
the door 

Known to kill, dunk skills, e-rupt 

You ask why? My reply
is 'I don't give a fuck!' 

I'm a Panther, I love fresh meat 

After I
kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across 110th Street 

My tactics are drastic
and real fast 

I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass 

I'm more
than a threat, I'm a problem 

To hell with cotton, watch out when I come
to Harlem 

So don't whisper or make a sound or croak 

Shit ya prop,
go straight back down ya throat 

Everyday all day this be the hard way 

Puttin rappers outta commission even on an off-day 

Flavor Unit rules
G, we're takin rappers out 

1 motherfuckin 2 motherfuckin 3 



Chorus (x3) 



Verse 2: Apache 



Here comes trouble
and it's all that, in fact contact 

You're next of kin, friend, follow
the flow format 

While you slip, I grips so expect to get bruised 

Ask me if I give a fuck cos I ain't got shit to lose 

Fuck around, lay
around and get stuck up 

You beatnit, wait a minute, hold the fuck up 

If I was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid, blame 

handicapped, crippled and
"pussy" w