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It's just a process of elimination |
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I'd like to peel your eyelids back to see |
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You always torment my own intentions |
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Credibility is what you strip from me |
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Livin' on the dark side yellin' at the moon |
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Seven shades gray you in the temple of the boom |
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We drop bombs with some pecker wood shit |
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Fuck bounce to this, we gonna throw fists to this |
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Players and hustlers went out like 99', now its |
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Two triple zero you still smokin' kind |
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Play that funky music white boy, fuck that |
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How 'bout raise up to this level, the beat devil |
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No regurgitated slop, this ain't rock and hip hop |
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This is day one roots straight out the shoots |
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Trik Turner recruits soon to form an army |
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With one main objective, to silence and eliminate |
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Fake and plastic to drastic for those who hold |
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The mic like spastic, convulsions divulge |
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Your weakness, the reason that |
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I speak this |
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Because I'm tired of |
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MC's, ABC's, one two three's |
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K I D Z's, and all you wanna be's better check your stylee's |
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I've crossed over, |
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I've crossed all around it |
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I've found the new sound same old machines |
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Same old dreams, same old fiends |
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Chuck T's and |
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SP's, eight |
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O eight's garage sale crates lifted |
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Ya'll stay splifted, |
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I remain gifted, hundred percent proof after sifted |
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It's just a process of elimination |
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I'd like to peel your eyelids back to see |
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You always torment my own intentions |
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Credibility is what you strip from me |
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Someday when |
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I come up |
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I want you to feel |
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What I had to feel on the other side |
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Someday when |
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I come up |
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I want you to feel |
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What I had to feel on the other side |
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Everything that exists in your perfect world is a web that you weave |
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Making victims of anything or anyone you never make sense' |
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Cause you speak in tongues he who thinks he knows all |
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Will someday fall and someday will eat the words they say |
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Expectations are set so high if you must degrade me |
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Then I wonder why? |
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Is it me or is it something |
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I didIs it because your simply just jealous of us |
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You know you've seen many different styles come and go |
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And you know you cannot get with the way |
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Trik Turner rocks |
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The show you see what comes around goes around goes down |
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What comes around goes around goes down |
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Yes you know what comes around goes around goes down |
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What comes around goes around goes down |
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No matter what the consequence is trends |
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Change as fast as the four winds when push comes to shove |
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I'll be the one who gets it done' |
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Cause I never forget man where |
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I come from |
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It's just a process of elimination |
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I'd like to peel your eyelids back to see |
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You always torment my own intentions |
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Credibility is what you strip from me |
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Someday when |
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I come up |
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I want you to feel |
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What I had to feel on the other side |
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Someday when |
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I come up |
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I want you to feel |
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What I had to feel on the other side |
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Someday when |
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I come up |
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I want you to feel |
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What I had to feel on the other side |
