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We chop it up |
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We drop the cuts |
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Look out for us |
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Cus here we come (uh-huh)[X2][Madchild] |
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Im startin to blow thinkin how far can we go |
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Work hard for the dough we dope but you already know |
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We droppin the cut, rockstar choppin it up |
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Oh my god we stay hard never softening up |
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And we rockin it rough |
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Tough til my pockets are stuffed |
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Love hip hop and clockin the bucks how can |
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I get enough |
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This shits ridiculous |
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I say **** the fifth |
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Im particularly wicked while |
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I kick it with a nickel platted nine |
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So I can hit you in the nick of time hit the nicest |
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I can find |
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Every nights a different dime(Madchild) |
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I was a crazy little devil at a early age |
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Been raising hell still |
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I'm tryin to reach the pearly gates |
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**** with my family |
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I will separate your vertebrae |
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That girl was last night |
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I think I'm taking her today |
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Im havin bad dreams people wanna murder me |
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Well thats the word at least first second and third degree |
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Shoot first then ask the questions if theres a burglary |
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Im a bad man madchild you might of heard of me |
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We chop it up |
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We drop the cuts |
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Look out for us |
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Cus here we come (uh-huh)[X2] |
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Listen suckers obey the law |
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Battleaxe warriors waging war |
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Burn the roof off crack the floor |
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We used to be kings |
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These ain't those days no more |
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Not done til my groups number one |
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Til I'm proud of what ive done |
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Another cloud in the sun |
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Cus we are better than the rest of them |
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That theres the battleaxe crew dont go testin em |
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Alot of rappers gettin on my nerves today |
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I told ya homeboy gangster not a word to play |
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You hide behind the image without puttin in the work |
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No wonder why you end up looking like a ****in jerk |
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Just because you got a black and gold sparkly shirt |
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With some diamonds on your watch you aint never did no dirt |
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Hey yo madchild |
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I hear what your sayin big homey |
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Prev-one I hear you, alot of these dudes aint know what ya done |
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Battleaxe number one |
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Listen suckers obey my orders |
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Battleaxe warriors crossin borders |
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Rock all sound system not distorded |
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The rebel of treble, the bass destroyer |
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Take stage world wide we are born performers |
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Put your right fist up that means that you can join us |
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Appetite for destruction rapid attack is enormous |
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Back in black smash the amp and then |
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I'm back to the chorus |
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We chop it up |
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We drop the cuts |
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Look out for us |
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Cus here we come (uh-huh) |
