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Yo |
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I'm only rhyming where the drums is at |
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Y'all niggas think y'all slick wit that bullshit bump that |
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Y'all pay V for flowing to the beat |
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Not for what he know that got hos ho'in in the streets |
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That's for him to know |
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And for they to never find out |
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About the kidnap, blind fold, and the blind mouse |
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The coroner report say he simply signed out oh |
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And I know |
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Y'all wanna see a wino bring the wine out |
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Cat wit a dead mouse is how he catch the phrase and pause plays wit it |
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Kill it |
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And eat off it for days kid it |
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Who ever ain't get it ain't supposed to |
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For standing still close to |
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Bandits will ghost you |
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No shoot Sherlock |
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I don't know how they do on your block |
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Out here we rock on to the sure shot |
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Shit still ain't stop keep it on till your peeps is gone |
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V be on the creep no matter what you keep it on |
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CD whop |
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Peep |
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Catch the beat too ridiculously |
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People think he study levitation's true mystery |
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How to power an envious scallon till he got him for his sweet 16 |
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He said Ed be wilding |
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Rumor has it things got violent |
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He clobbered him and broke the **** out |
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But he ain't try to rob him |
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I told her don't tell your man that's the trouble with these chicks |
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Next experiment |
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Twelve strands from double helix |
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No |
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I haven't seen Kes Neelix |
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Oh yeah |
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You stay away from her with those lyrics |
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Please |
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Aint nobody ****ing after her |
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I'm out of here as soon as I fix the flux capacitor |
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N O N and speak to V in a proper manner |
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Before he stabs ya and put out all type of propeaganda |
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Stop the slander |
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Chop the hand of a thief |
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And cut the mouth off of who ever comes out they teeth |
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V sell time to an inmate |
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And then tell him a rhyme for the hell of it to demonstrate |
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They know who's the renown beat critic |
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Do a street lyric like that's a neat trick |
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Off on a tangent |
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He ain't got a cent |
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Supposed to went to management and spent it getting bent |
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Sparky |
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I had enough of your malarkey |
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For one don't mark me and who you calling darky |
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Agitate in the dark |
