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*Mr. Len cuts and scratches the phrase "Jus' style is infinite"* [Bigg Jus] |
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Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, check it |
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The re-birth, type of warfare biological |
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Delve into my |
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Waterworld, overcome any obstacle |
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In your bodyframe we're aimin for the jugular |
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Kids take my styles like |
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D.A. to drug smugglers |
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Jus the acquisite a prize, the lyrical |
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Charmin You ridin fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit |
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In the wintertime yo |
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I be killin |
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Storm Troopers |
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Cluein your crew in to exactly who done it |
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Bigg Jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions |
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Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion |
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Optimized computerization virus |
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Paradoxical acoustic sound bombing |
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My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your mind |
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Check the index under ego smashin |
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Propaganda bashin, meetin the merciless |
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Pry apart your bourgeoise industry functions |
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Smoke the rhymes to give the microphone lung cancer |
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You crabs is straight slummin |
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A good investment, a high-yield earning |
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Your high anxiety burning off the fumes from my burners |
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My evil memoirs interleave intrigue to get more niggaz high than |
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Kilimanjaro |
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Indelible confrontation be way out your league |
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So say goodbye, to tomorrow like |
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Key Otherwise or the king of action |
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Packed like a liquor store auto when check cashin |
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Never before, have you been able to witness so much cruelty, live and in color |
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In the privacy, of your own home * |
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Mr. Len cuts and scratches "painful"* * |
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Mr. Len cuts and scratches "El P is here to spark it"* [El-P] |
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Alright bring that down though |
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One two.. |
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When I walk |
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I stomp out messages |
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MC's with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear thespian |
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Forbidden got a stomach full of pop rocks and thumbtacks ingested |
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Deaded, similar to cold war |
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Asians as a law can cost effective |
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This mister wizard blitzed by the kilometer don't resist |
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Shit alternative fuel combat conglomerates |
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I'm on it like shit is in a bag via colostomy |
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Hostile macho stuck tryin to get his buck in a lottery |
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I'm not dead pilot a cropduster ahead of resevoir bound |
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Drop the payload, cargo packed by the |
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Dow Jones' |
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Got your holed up in a marble chest and rebels leak urine |
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Your basic components of a mechanized style modular |
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Fury has no pattern like the gain enslaves the shifty |
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Quite simply for both king of panic, implode |
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Bureacratic backers provoke my frantic rantings |
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Fuck with up and comers like in my school is senseless |
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We all felt pain arranged from migraines to chronic jaundice |
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Stepped into the country bar flippin strictly ebonics |
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Fell upon a |
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M*A*S*H unit wounded |
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I practically froze and felt stony, vision |
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I suppose |
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Memo track that's just trapped in |
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Japanime and molested |
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And can't recall the glance of the action was comfortable express shots from the tachyon synchronized |
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I settled directly down to it and studied for your demise |
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Skeletal frames proceed to safe tree that was splashed |
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The Jackson |
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Pollack effect |
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Without directly coordinating men it's jump |
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Watership |
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Down Dissension, to kill the pig and pay the rent invention |
