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"world... world... world... world..." |
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Whattup? aight? |
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Whattup whattup whattup niggy? |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) doin our thang |
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Recruitin and salutin real niggaz like wu bang (salute!) |
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Billy danze, hard to notice when i'm mellow |
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Makin moves smoother than jimmy fingers in good-fellow |
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Never gassed to do, what i have to do |
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Splashin you, blastin you, takin your stash from you |
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Internat-ional, bell ringa ruckus bringa |
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(downtown swinga) exercisin my index finga |
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Sayin 'whassup?' to the people that though we'd desert em |
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"hardcore" was raw but we got more to hurt em |
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Firing squad all up in your district (last album was foul) |
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But yet some missed it, bet they gon' get with this shit |
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(who's in the house?) it's the last generation |
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Real ill niggaz from the field you'll be facin |
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Ninety-six flavor for your neighbor, how ya like us now? |
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(bucka-bucka-bla-blucka-bla-blucka-bucka-blaow!) |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
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Bust it, who stepped out the woodworks and give |
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Villains vietnam flashbacks of doin all that hood dirt |
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The m (blaow) o (blaow) p still bangin |
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What's strange ain't nuttin changed, them bells still rangin |
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You wanna be drug dealing, fuck killing, wack rappers are foul |
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And plus that shit you talk is out of bounds |
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Ask yourself is you ready for action packed in |
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Gettin blasted with your whole ribcage crashed in |
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I'm outspoken, niggaz language is broken |
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Record labels need to stop that wack shit they be promotin |
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See me knowin me g i drop physical science |
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This lethal rap appliance'll fuck up your whole alliance |
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This is the way we bring things, check out how we swing things |
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M.o.p. be having shit jumping way up in sing-sing |
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A new star is born, peace to teflon |
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I'ma blow up the east when we release the bomb |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
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Same niggaz got my back and |
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Still blue steel we're packin |
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Same hardcore raps and |
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Still focused on makin it happen, whattup? |
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They wanna see us |
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Tell em hold on |
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M.o.p. is back and, that's one to grow on |
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The four pound move, rugged rounds that down fools |
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Rough enough to make the whole fuckin ground move |
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Representin and it ain't playin war games |
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With nuttin to lose |
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I put him on snooze and blow out his brains |
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(lil' fame!) kick back and watch how it go down |
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We here so beware, prepare for the throwdown |
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Crooklyn crooks, is the ones that blew em |
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We live in it so i'ma give it to em |
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Bring it to em raw (that's how you bring it) |
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Bring it to em raw (let the real nigga swing it) |
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Bring it to em raw |
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Give it to em ruff rugged and fat |
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Where you at? |
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Where you at? |
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Where you at? |
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Where you at? |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
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It's the world's famous (m.o.p.) firing squad |
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(is home team in the motherfuckin house?) no question! |
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*repeat 2x* |
