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Crack you like a twig |
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You're like a faggot rockin' the wig |
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I'm the adopted kid who knocks you stepchild |
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Your real mom's a pig |
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Thats how I classify these dumb crowds |
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A bunch of scumbags quick to pull a gat |
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But look at that, your gun jams you cunt rag |
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You come in handy when the pussy's bleeding |
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But you the pussy bleeding right now |
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But no you ain't dreaming |
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Just because we white just doesn't mean we ain't scheming |
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How the fuck you think we kill devils and slay demons? |
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You be the type to smoke with cats |
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That think they blunts a seaman |
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We hit your wife off and barely heard that slut screaming |
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PCP and marijuana had a dusty meeting last evening |
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Oh shit I think your mom's beeping |
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Word thats her number no doubt |
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Yo I'ma break out |
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First I get some chinese take out |
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And scope jake out |
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Park out on the corner of your mothers building waiting for me |
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But I broke out before the story |
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And those devils never saw me |
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To my kids sold in sheets |
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Rap freaks |
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All you tricks in heat |
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We'll crack your beef for being sweet |
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Don't even try to sleep I'm full length |
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You're a snip of tape |
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I been in state but you tradin' jakes |
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While your ass inflates |
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My dictates what a fag you are |
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Up and drag stag in zanzibar |
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Rocking tennis shots |
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I'm pro what comes sports |
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Like a benetaur |
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Fuck a figure 'fore |
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I lace it with a cleated shirt |
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Smoke a fucking pound and watch these cats go berserk |
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I terrorize whole cities - you 'bout to feel my work |
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Mexican cats in shades Heavy D ate my blades |
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Feather-base pumps like Flavor Flav |
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I shed scenes on dark days |
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Friend of all angels on fatal car chase |
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Drive through the flatlands til I hit ralph |
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Caught the stench of the rotten projects |
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Bagger left and I'm out |
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Non-Phixion be the full monty |
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Saw ya off like Vinnie Ponty |
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I'm Noam Chomsky, nah |
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Fucking like Phil Bronski |
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I'm ill constantly |
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Kill with the velocity T3 |
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Three years before the movie got out |
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And Ja Rule be with the gat out gotta give a shout out |
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To Goretex and Teikei engineerin' this, steerin' this |
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Just like a love boat |
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Or William S Borroughs' rough coat |
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Smell the gun smoke |
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You get thug broke |
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Like uncut coke |
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With no client to sell it to |
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Internal Revenue |
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There's many levels to the train of thought |
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We taking over airports |
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Get slain for sport |
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Probably share recourse like Puffy |
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Non-Phixion - Vampire slayers like Buffy |
