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(feat. Guru) |
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[Nefertiti] |
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In, ninety-three, that's how it's gonna be [x7] |
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[Nefertiti: over previous sample, starting 4th repeat] |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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[scratched: "kill that mess"] |
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[Nefertiti] |
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I write rhymes, take it like catch my flight and carry-on |
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I drop bombs like your moms when she blowin up the spot |
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Damn why not? I get hot hot like fire |
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Slick like Shaft, nah me think about me retirin |
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I get deep, niggaz ain't tryin to sleep |
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SO PEEP IT OUT |
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[Guru] |
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Suckers, just don't get the picture |
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We'll hit you up quick, and the crew is nuff sick |
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So stick to, stick to the point pass the blunt |
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Cause chumps are ridin on the joint |
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Murderers they come in all shapes and sizes |
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Evil fools meet doom, as my crime booms loudest |
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How's this, for wreckin shop, cause you should stop |
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[scratched: "kill that mess"] |
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[Nefertiti: over scratch] |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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[Nefertiti] |
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I liberate your mind and what you find I climb inside |
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The bare facts is what's attractin you to nap me |
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Still plays like loops salute my troops of course I blow my horn |
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What you find is I'm blind to the fact I don't |
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Search or bluff so boy you're BEST TO STEP BACK |
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[Guru] |
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Observe nerd, word is bond we are notorious |
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Got some suckers wishin that I wasn't so serious |
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You can front for a while, like you ain't with it though |
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But I'm deckin chumps quick, as if I was Riddick Bowe |
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From Brooklyn and peace to L.A., time to slay |
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Cause the weak-minded can't find it |
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[scratched: "kill that mess"] |
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[Nefertiti: over scratch] |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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[Guru] |
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What kid? You're buggin; I think you need to taste real skill |
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Now you feel ill, and next is Nef's dirll |
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[Nefertiti] |
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In God I trust, I'm kickin up nuff dust so |
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Scream oh scream if you feel like screamin |
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Villains have no soul, you tamper with my seed to |
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Discover the truths of my inside's black born |
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The, shit you kickin, I'm flippin cause you blow my mind |
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(AIYYO!) Still standin, demandin and consume my time |
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I can't explain the stain on yo' brain |
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Why don't you rattle your slave chain, take it to the shotgun range |
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My voice gets wet, so put me back up on the set |
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Check the script, cause kid you need to quit |
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[scratched: "kill that mess"] |
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[Nefertiti: over scratch] |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense kid |
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Cease and seckle that nonsense |
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[Nefertiti] |
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In, ninety-three, that's how it's gonna be [x4] |
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Hmm, yeah |
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I wanna give a shout out to the Zulu Nation |
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(The Zulu Nation) The Zulu Nation |
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My homegirl Lyte and all those that paved the way |
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Oh what more can I say? |
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I, still dig through the rubble for that nigga named Trouble |
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But, I guess that's how it goes |
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And my, peoples in L.A. (yeahhh) |
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Uhh, the folks in L.A. (Brooklyn) |
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Brooklyn's in the house (yeahhh) |
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I said Brooklyn's in the house |
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[Guru] |
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Peace out y'all, and check it out |
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Stop the nonsense |
