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We get it on, in the place; let them have it they can't wait |
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They get ghost, we give chase, can't run now there's no escape |
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Last Emp, why you tearing it down? |
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Why you make them put they ear to the ground? |
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Why they hearing it now? |
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Tell them now while you wearing the crown |
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If you afraid, leave your fear in the house, cuz we letting them out |
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[Verse 1] |
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I prowl like a tiger, growl like a tiger |
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Let a nigga come around, pounce like a tiger |
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Deadly rhymes I announce and pounce when I write them |
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Wild out in my own house when I write them |
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I mean, he's way cool, he breaks rules |
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Gets cash in bundles, but he's paid dues |
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Wild type of dudes, wild type of crews |
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Run wild in jungles, caged up in zoos |
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Most niggaz feel it, some niggaz fear it |
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Eye of the tiger, come, come, catch the spirit |
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Any man come near it, track down and kill it |
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He attacked the village, ransacked and pillage |
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Scarp for your life, strap on your knife |
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Bring a gat if you like, just earn your stripes |
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When attacking the mic, sike, you can't get close |
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I kidnap bitch ass rappers and slash they throats |
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Cold rip through your tissue, crack open bones |
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Go grab your rifles and pack your toast |
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Don't blast and run, let's have some fun |
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Your man pass his gun, your ass is done |
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[Chorus: w/variation] |
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[Verse 2] |
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I used to be a quiet type cat, silent type cat |
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Nigga fuck with me, wouldn't even fight back |
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Now I'm straight out the jungle cuz I got it like that |
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Now this dude's on the loose, tiger strike back |
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I be the wild, no caring, stingy note sharing |
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Fuck us up, knuckle up, known for throat tearing |
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Now I'm quite thuggish, now I'm quite rugged |
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Ghost In The Darkness, too hard for Mike Douglas |
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Ghost that might haunt ya, Tim's that might stomp ya |
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Scar any face, many places he conquered |
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Animal slash author, man but yet monster |
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Bangladesh, Borneo, Sri Lanka, Sumatra |
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How the hell can you catch a nigga that's just too fresh? |
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Tiger that's this ruthless, try to track the movement |
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Y'all niggaz is clueless, y'all weapons is useless |
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In this urban jungle we rumble across the U.S |
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Do this! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3] |
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My tiger squad came to tear it down, y'all better beware it now |
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Coming through, hear the sound, pack it up, clear it out |
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Run and take the nearest route, we all up in your house |
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You see the tiger crouch, yeah you know what I'm about |
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Live a man, tiger man, every time I write a jam |
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I excite the tiger land, play me close I bite a fan |
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Rip it, tear it up and shred it, slash, slice, behead it |
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All y'all suckers in get debted, tell them how we came to set it |
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[Chorus] |
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We get it on, in the place; let them have it they can't wait |
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They get ghost, we give chase, can't run now there's no escape |
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Flow like water, some may say, water from an ancient lake |
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We came off beats that jump, tell us if we tore it up |
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In the club, show us love, music by Ayetolla |