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feat. ICP)[Chorus:] |
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Look out, cause |
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I'm on the prowl, |
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Gonna find these motherfuckers, |
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Gonna take them out. (Huh!) |
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Before you know you find the hatchet attacks, |
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And if you ain't one of us, watch your back. |
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Fire up the grill, |
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It's time to sharpen up the steel. |
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Hold your nose like the shit'sabout to get real. |
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I'm about to get a whole lottaall kinda drastic. |
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Execute your ego, |
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Then throw it in the casket |
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I'm talkin to these freaks and geeks, |
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Who speak my featup in they beat. |
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Your reap, retreat |
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And fall asleep. |
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Would heed to lead |
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The fuckin' deed. |
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That red dot pointed at you, |
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Means that you've been chosen. |
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I'm bout to pull the trigger, |
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Pull it, leave you decomposin' |
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I'm giving you no sympathy, |
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And I feel no empathy, |
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When the evil enter me, |
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From my chosen prophecy, |
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And it was meant to be, |
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That you was my enemy, |
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And you see your destiny,and you ain't likin' what you see.[Chorus] |
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I'm outta control,and you out of a soul, |
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And you act like a hoe, |
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And you out in the cold. |
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With no clothes n frozen, |
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Looking like an |
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Ice Pop.Burn your ass with gas |
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But I'm gonna wait until the price drop |
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Wait until the price dropyou're comin' up hashed. |
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And I'm coming up behind youwith a baseball bat. |
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And a baseball hat, |
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And I'm swingin' for the fences. |
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Taking your defenses |
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And I'm charging you expenses. |
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Thinkin' you can hustle me, |
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And not end up a casualty?fuckin' with the |
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ScarecrowBitch, you're fucked with no |
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Vaseline.Comin up short's like a joke |
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Youze a wishin |
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Got caught slippin' |
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Now your whole crew missin'![Chorus x2] |
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The Buzz Saw, they call me the |
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Buzz SawMore homicidal than a maniac on drugs, ya'll. |
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Spittin' slugs all day |
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Bodies in the hallway |
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Bodies outside |
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Bitches screamin"It was all J!" |
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You come a long way, |
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Listen to what my song say. |
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Raised on a double dead-end, |
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Two wrong-ways. |
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I fuckin' showed up high, |
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Ninja kicked you in the face. |
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You got a blowed up eye, |
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I'll be that clown-y mental case. |
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That'll chase you, catch you, |
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Stu Hart stretch you, let you |
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Recognize... |
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This wicked shit in my eyes. |
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Watch your back,or |
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Imma have to crack it in half. |
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Tear your fuckin' head off, |
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Smack it and laugh... |
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Violent J.[Chorus X2] |
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Shaggy Shaggs |
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From rags to riches |
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Toe-taggin' scally-wag |
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Relative bitches. |
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Watch your back, |
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If you're comin' our way. |
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I walk around big in tha |
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Game.See Andre. |
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Slice through your neck, |
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Meat cleaver to butter. |
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Dice your tongue off, |
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Mail it to your |
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Mudder.Cause we heard that shit, |
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And turn the whip, |
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Jumped out and plant a bricksmack dead in your lip |
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From BoonDox! |
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Watch your back bitch-boy![Chorus X2] |
