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Welcome to everready |
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Welcome to everready |
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Welcome to everready |
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The Religion |
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First thing |
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I wanna say is |
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Y'all can't **** wit us |
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Y'all can't **** wit us |
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It's the one with a name of a gun |
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Look at me mamma what |
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I becomeIt's a, monsta, gangsta, fast |
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But I want to, thank ya for the last |
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Thirty-three becuase everybody's heard of me |
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And if they say that |
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I'm fakin' mama it's perjury' |
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Cause your son comes with thunda now |
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That's why they wonder why we headline when |
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I'm underground |
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In this mainstream game my gang brings pain, to cowards |
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Said I'm done |
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Cali give me the power come on wit it |
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You industry punks |
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I hope you fakes die' |
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Cause most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy |
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Was that shit loud enough to hear |
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Loud enough to echo through the city and bust your ears |
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Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year |
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Sell crazy somewhere else trick we're all stocked up here |
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Hey, I think |
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I wanna say it again, y'all |
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Y'all can't **** wit us |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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Yo, Big Krizz |
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Kalico, tell 'em, y'all can't **** wit us |
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Y'all can't **** wit us |
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**** niggaz that got it in for me |
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But then the crowd's still got it's energy |
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Now, fool is fixin' be crowned through with foolin' around |
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Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches |
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For the Bianca's and |
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Beatrice's the |
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Beatrice's is miraculous |
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You don't want to go on after us, no |
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This is a slip of ridiculous can't get with us flows |
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Actually a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up |
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We all grown up and when we blown up |
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Don't get to frontin' |
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I'll get you country boys nuttin' |
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You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour' |
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Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours, absolute power |
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Main thing is taking over this mainstream |
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The game seems like they been waiting for a new |
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A teamAsk |
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Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and |
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SpliffBut me and |
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Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't ****ing with |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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This beat make me wanna say hallelujah |
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Yo but instead |
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I'ma say, y'all can't **** with us |
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Y'all can't **** with us |
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Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all listenin' |
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Just a fraction of friction from the act you was missin' |
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If you would actually listen you'd see whose ass you be kissin' |
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You're dealin' with one hell of a fella ya see |
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I'm 'Anghellic' but devils bring out the devil in me |
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I might pull the bullet so cover you see |
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A goody, goody get hoody less for messin' with me |
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This is my testament |
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Tecca Nina been pressed against war |
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Simply done best to get next to it so |
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I represent all |
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Grab your breast to this havin' sex next so pop your crystal |
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Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them drawers |
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Tis to men to the one you wan to take a stand to |
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You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like shampoo |
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You might try but you can't do what |
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Aaron and |
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Sam doYou tryin' to ban who no can do |
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It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya |
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Y'all can't **** with us |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do |
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Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us |
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It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad |
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It's that y'all pissed 'cause we got it so good |
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Welcome to |
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Tech world |