[00:00.00] 作曲 : Braunstein, Carroll, Dimant ...
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[00:09.89]I'm the problem and the solution
[00:11.57]The revolution won't be televised, it's too gruesome
[00:13.87]Too gangster, too graphic for you born-again faggots
[00:16.41]My words inspire people like the ten commandments
[00:18.78]I floss with diamond teeth, SCUBA dive on a private beach
[00:21.40]Billy Idol smoke chronic with Cheech
[00:23.39]I cut your tongue out for talking against me
[00:25.07]My enemies' grandchildren will remember me for centuries
[00:27.99]The fine line between insanity and genius
[00:30.25]Murder you, I give your reality a remix
[00:32.49]Humanity's beneath us, we super humans
[00:34.99]Super tyrants, super violent, listen to the way my nine click
[00:37.61]Right before I pop your collar
[00:39.27]The most hated from New York like I shot your mamma
[00:41.74]Compare me to Amazon.com for dollars
[00:44.02]Canarsie Osama, riding with a  of martyrs, ****er
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[00:47.05]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[00:48.84]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[00:51.14]Put em up, shut em down
[00:53.89]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound
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[00:56.09]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[00:58.07]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[01:00.69]Put em up, shut em down
[01:02.99]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound
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[01:05.38]The thicker the plot, the quicker the shot, the liquor and pot
[01:07.87]Got me higher than the Denver junkie, shocking the monkey
[01:10.62]Feeding his habit, set it up, cook it up, tie it off and stab it
[01:14.25]Shoot it up, feel the rush then throw up your guts
[01:16.61]Nod out for a while cause the Style is nuts, like Almond Roca ? ****in Coka
[01:21.03]Those other cats fake it with that baking soda
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[01:23.65]This is it, this is it, yeah I'm back on the shit again
[01:25.78]Danny Boy, Danny Boy, you ever gonna spit again?
[01:28.05]C'mon homie you know me, yeah I birthed your style
[01:30.35]The money-back guarantee, I make it worth your while
[01:32.66]Still the Cadillac King, I don't **** with foreign cars
[01:35.41]American, I need a blowjob and a porn star
[01:37.28]Nobody move, no not one punk
[01:39.54]I **** around and pull out my shotgun pump
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[01:42.10]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[01:44.21]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[01:46.96]Put em up, shut em down
[01:49.26]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound
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[01:51.63]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[01:53.80]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[01:56.06]Put em up, shut em down
[01:58.49]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound
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[02:00.81]Yeah dope mother****ers I came back to spit
[02:02.75]Move with the hunger fueled by a lack of chips
[02:04.92]When I lose my cool and shoot it's accurate
[02:07.18]Give me some room, I make yous move back a bit
[02:09.61]I came from a town where the hope can drown
[02:11.85]Bought a teaspoon ? from the dope and found
[02:14.09]With their necks tied up and the rope around
[02:16.52]Eighties cars overheated broken down
[02:18.67]Car-thieving heathen, living where no odds or even
[02:21.36]Gambling fist fighters watching the kid bobbing and weaving
[02:23.60]Everybody scheming, we all deceiving
[02:25.79]I wrote my words on the walls of mausoleums
[02:28.16]Now I stand in a position of strength
[02:30.46]So I speak for those who can't, I spit what I think
[02:32.70]I'm from the city where mother****ers were sticking the pigs
[02:35.13]I rep the Irish street cats and the micks in the clink, c'mon
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[02:37.81]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[02:39.99]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[02:42.48]Put em up, shut em down
[02:44.68]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound
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[02:47.19]Hardcore chemical, gangster material
[02:49.24]Tri-city machine bang in your stereo
[02:51.67]Put em up, shut em down
[02:54.03]Keep it raw, riding with the gutter sound