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If you got scratch |
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Nigga |
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Get the fuck up |
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Throw your hands up |
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If you hella |
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Fucked up |
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Einstein |
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TECH N9NE |
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Two triple zip |
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Crack a jaw |
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Whip 'em all |
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If they wanna trip |
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Ladies with the bar codes |
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Meet me after this |
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Maybe you can show me |
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The meaning of abyss |
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Everybody on the wall |
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Momma is a bzzz |
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Had her at |
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The Budgetel |
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Stroking |
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On my dzzz |
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This ones |
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For the psychos |
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Gang bangers |
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And sluts |
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Bumbs holding the pipe |
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Those |
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College graduate fucks |
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I feel for no foes |
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I kill till I close |
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My trap |
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I'm ill when I flow |
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And you never doze |
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When I rap |
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TECH TECH |
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Gimme women and much alcohol |
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And I'm straight |
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Eat drink |
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And be merry |
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Yo come tomorrow |
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Might be your fate |
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Yo look |
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Look over there |
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It's that |
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Nigga with the hair |
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TECH and Juan |
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What a pair |
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The rest equals |
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MC squares |
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What |
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[Hook] |
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Who got this |
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Mother fucking house |
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On lock |
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Who |
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Einstein |
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Huh what |
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TECH N9NE |
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Damn |
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Who keeps it sizzling |
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Who keeps it hot |
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Who |
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Einstein |
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Huh what |
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TECH N9NE |
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Damn |
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K C Mo Roll |
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K C Mo Roll |
| [2nd Verse] |
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Everybody witness |
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My soul sickness |
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If you dig TECH |
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When he's twisted |
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Then go get this |
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Bringing the house down |
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When I rip shit |
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Like the plates shifted |
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Angels come in many shades |
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Either drunk or lifted |
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The Einstein |
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Meaning gifted |
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Too slick to get with |
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Two years ago |
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My shit was broke |
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But now I fixed it |
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With the quickness |
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You missed it |
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When I used to roll with |
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Misfits and Nitwits |
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But now who I do biz with |
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Ain't none of yo business |
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Blood thirst |
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In the church now |
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The earth's |
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The worst |
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Clutch your purse |
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When we lurk |
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Cause we cursed |
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From work |
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Trying to |
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Party like a mother fucker |
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Broke as a joke |
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Don't hire me |
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But you arrest me |
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When I'm selling my dope |
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So who's the Einstein |
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In N9NE N9NE |
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TECH N9NE |
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I'm crime mind |
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In my prime rhyme time |
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I'm mixing |
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One fifty-one |
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With Malibu rum |
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And pineapple juice |
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Among all my angels |
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And wicked ones |
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We're the party people |
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Night and day |
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Living crazy is the only way |
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Einstein |
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Get you where I got you when I'm on it |
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Einstein |
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Rock it |
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Like you mother fuckers want it |
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[Hook] |
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Who got this |
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Mother fucking house |
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Who |
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Einstein |
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Huh what |
|
TECH N9NE |
|
Damn |
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Who keeps it sizzling |
|
Who keeps it hot |
|
Who |
|
Einstein |
|
Huh what |
|
TECH N9NE |
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Damn |
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K C Mo Roll |
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K C Mo Roll |
| [3rd Verse] |
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What do we say |
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To haters off top |
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Haters got beef |
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They thinking we got |
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We gonna get postal |
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If it don't stop |
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You can get ghost |
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Or you can get shot |
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Generation X |
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Gonna party till the death |
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Anybody tripping |
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Gettin greeted with a stretch |
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Taking everything |
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And we're leaving nothing left |
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Demons gotta die |
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Have 'em breathing last breaths |
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I feel that |
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I got will |
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And I'm gonna bill |
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Till I'm killed |
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Bell till I bail |
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If I fail |
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Then I'm gonna steal |
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What I will |
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TECH is a realist |
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Running with killers |
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You better vill this |
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Be the witness |
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To the coldest |
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When I hold this dick |
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They break camp |
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When I flow this |
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Einstein go the ill route |
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Throw up your hands |
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If you're villed out |
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Or if you're real sauced |
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I told you all I'm cold |
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Dog I flows |
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All heat |
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I'm representing |
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Rogue Dog |
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Rogue Dog |
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Fifty-seventh street |