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Dreaded fist from the |
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Northwest... |
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First before my verse, make |
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Boodah bless you |
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Because he blessed me, in form of smoke from a tree |
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With abilities to summon powers of the |
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Dreaded Fist |
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As a lyricist, to the world as a terrorist |
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So from a distance, you see shrapnel and debris |
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And in an instant you've got to recognize it's me |
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Black Belt, afferent to the eighth degree |
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The champion is me, |
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Red One Because |
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I be the, a veteran, me all veteran |
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I'm gettin' on with the knowledge |
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To make moves strong, and abolish |
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Terrorizing tracks like |
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Gengis Kahn |
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We be the rawest, hardest from the |
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Northwest |
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Side, dun |
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And that's, word to the uplifted fist of the dread, clear |
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Cutting emcees like |
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McMillan and |
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Blodell, so go tell a friend, and so on and so on |
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The movement of this |
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Dreaded Fist no longer will be slept on [Chorus: Red One] |
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Dreaded Fist of the |
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Northwest |
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Gotta be cautious |
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How we exhibit our style to the people |
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Lethal doses leaves comatose hits |
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To match the |
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Fist, there's no equal to this [Misfit] |
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A way with words is chosen right to explain |
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Poetry in my motion, coasting |
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In and out of range, to maintain |
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I switch up the timing |
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Keep suprising, line by line |
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A continous jabbing unto you, into your pressure spot |
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I pinpoint with an index finger |
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Inject, to let the rhyme linger |
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Lyrically, do a number, in the ring |
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Physically, the champion of |
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Welterweights in my division and skill |
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Aging to get better, somehow, someway |
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Maybe this |
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Dreaded Fist will meet it's match someday |
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So then I stay, and with my words |
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I don't play |
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Though I fate, and patiently wait for made mistakes "Flip back, get into a fighting position" [Red One] |
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Slip me in the chamber |
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Cock it back, toss me instrumentals, and watch me bust on that |
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They must (be) on crack, wanting they wigs split back |
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Cause we run this, and it's a well known fact |
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Never miss, all veteran and specialist |
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Messing with the best? |
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Please, you can't handle this |
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It's too scandalist and dangerous for those trying to be framing us |
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Enslave us, lining up our anuses and bust |
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But, I don't think so |
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Who the fuck you think this is? |
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It's the Rascal, |
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Red One, baddest in this rap biz |
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Rap with the |
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Misfit, I get the beats off of |
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Kemo Stay froze and oppose like we boys of |
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Serrengettal |
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Rock like metal, plus we heavy on the pedal |
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The chosen, to rule over the bass and the treble |
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For those and, for those and those who be opposing |
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They scared cause they know we eat the mic like errosion [Chorus: Red One] [Misfit] |
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We are the |
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Dreaded Fist style lyricists |
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Once we start to kick the flows, continuous and dangerous |
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To be facing us you see, easily pick apart, your gameplan |
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It seems to me, you can't withstand the sting of the jab |
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I see the stagger, in your step, you cannot fool |
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A master of deception, expect the to fall |
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I'm going for the sternum, flexin' |
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Verbal skill, it is also an anotomical weapon |
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I hope I knock some, sense into ya |
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Coming way, pay attention to the rhymes that we say |
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Representing from this day forth, the |
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Dreaded Fist |
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FitnRedi, on the mission "Flip back, get into a fighting position" "Put on a bulletproof, it'll bust your chest" [Chorus: Red One] |
