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you bumrush , but ain't got no bombs that explode. |
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it's your 'object of envy' , the next episode. |
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you wanted 'a new hope' , a group that sounds dope, |
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a bunch of freaks everyone wants to know. |
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that was then and now you atakk, |
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so it's a fact that my 'empire will strike bakk' |
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r.o.n.i., returns like the jedi, |
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with one fukkin'lookin'and one damn dead eye. |
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the lookin's for my people and the dead one's for the idiots that love |
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to stikk their fingers in the inside of my head. |
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they d.i. double-g.i.n. i. n. my twisted brainwaves til' they found |
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what they've been lookin'for,to drive me mad.. |
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please,give me no room to breathe,no corner to rest, |
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no drop of water to wash away the stress... |
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i'll stay down and dirty and do what the fukk i do best ... |
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i hit 'cha right in the chest... |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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you say i sukk on the microphone? |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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but never listened to the words i call my own! |
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my reasons for this are completly wrong? |
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but i will do this til' the day that i'm gone!! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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you say i get no respect? |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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i get a lot and i pay it bakk! |
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you pump your fist and you want to smakk me? |
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it's not my fault that your girl's gone.. |
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pooh...save all your drama for your friends. |
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you knew how to start trouble,but only i know how it ends. |
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your ex-girl's jokin' , your nosebone's broken, |
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not by my fist but by the words that i'm spoken. |
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i told everyone chekk my lyrical-content. |
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it sounds funny it don't mean that it's nonsense! |
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you can't read between the lines but put lines in between. |
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you chekk yourself,but don't chekk what i mean!! |
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everybody seem to be intelligent enough to see the blood and sweat and tears |
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that we had put into this game. |
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so why the h.e.double-l. you try to f.u.double-k with us |
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and make 4-l.y.n. the ones who are to blame?? |
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give me no room to breathe,no brandnew start... |
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what you do turns what i do into art.. |
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you fukked with wrong man,with the wrong squad... |
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guess who pulls your card when it's time to play hard! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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you say that we sell the hell out? |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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chekk the difference of 'sell-a-lot' and 'sell out'! |
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you say our world is made of glitter and gold, |
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but the only thing that's golden is the mic that i hold!! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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a posin'copycat is what you call me?? |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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but dont't know for how long i m.cee!! |
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none of us got mad chadder or blink-blink, |
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just one love for this thing... |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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you say our world is made of glitter and gold, |
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but the only thing that's golden is the mic that i hold!! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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YOU KNOW NOTHING!! |
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my reasons for this are completly wrong? |
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but i will do this til' the day that i'm gone!! |