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What? What you want? |
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Represent, represent, represent |
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Yea, represent, check it out, check it out |
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Yo Mama don't wear no drawers |
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I saw her when she took them off |
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Standin' on the welfare line, eatin' swine |
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Tryin' to look fine, with her stank behind |
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You can ask the bitch and she'll tell ya fast |
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Methtical got style with his nasty ass |
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Are you ready, to face the consequences and suffer? |
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I even tell ya |
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Momma you ain't shit, mother****er |
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Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it |
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And represent, it's like heads up a brick, when |
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I'm swing it |
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Get lost, |
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I break you off something |
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I'm pumpin', like a |
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Reebok, with a pump |
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From the jump and you was nothin' |
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Bet ya thought ya ****in' clan |
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Had ya ****in' back but they was frontin' |
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Smokin' dirt blunts and ****in' nasty stunts and |
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Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin' |
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Get ya ship sunken, ****in' with a drunken |
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Master disaster at enemy rap functions |
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Just an echo |
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Ripin' ripin' in the valley |
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Ripin' ripin' so to bring back |
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Sweet memories of you |
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And you can even ask your crew |
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Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast |
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Methtical got style with his nasty ass |
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Who said the |
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Wu Tang Clan? |
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Was it you or your man? |
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You wanna point the finger, |
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I'll bring ya |
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Thirty six chambers, be out, youze in danger |
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Let me pull ya brain outcha ass with a hanger |
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Didn't Momma tell ya not to talk to a stranger? |
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Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler |
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Just recline, keep the meth in mind |
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I'll even test the knuckle check on the hands of time |
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What? And |
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I'll be more than glad to bust that ass |
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All up and down the block, the street, the isle |
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Whatever, smokin' on a |
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Spike Lee joint |
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Hey I'm mo' better, |
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I'm hopin' niggaz get the point' |
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Cause they could never, stop the veteran, word to |
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GodWhen I'm severin' the head of a mental vegetarian |
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The Method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit |
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The cuties |
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I desire, |
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I be the first to set it |
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Off, flame on like the human torch |
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Fantastic four for all the fans in the store |
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You can eat it all and it'll tell ya fast |
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Methtical got style for ya nasty ass |
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Ninety four baby, word up, recognize, recognize |
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Wu Tang, Killer |
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BeeThe rza and the |
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Method mza |
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Raider ruckus, where you at? |
