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Hold, hold, hold onto your wits |
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Break down, this is a bust |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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All you sorry motherfuckers up against the wall |
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If you don't play, bite the dust |
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'Cuz in a couple of simple fuckin' phrases |
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I'm gonna hip you to the fuckin' place of |
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The brand new mad style, uh |
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'Cuz these are the days of wild, hit me |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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Pop guns and [unverified] brother please |
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We're too wise for now |
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Since the other nineties was better suited for that biz |
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Back when dick was fuckin' Liz |
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Before soda pop had fizz |
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Don't blame it on a jockstrap full of jizz |
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Mentality so insane |
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I got a tech nine two and it's called my brain |
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Shoot another brother? Not today |
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Death from envy is the only way |
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Here I can tear shit up 'cuz that's my style |
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And these are the days of wild, hit me |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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These are the days of wild |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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These are the days of wild |
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Hooker, bitch and ho, I don't think so |
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I only knew one and never told her though |
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I thought about many times |
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([unverified]) |
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But that's the kind of shit that make you check your mind |
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Is your blood type the type that flows |
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Or is your blood type the type just stereo? |
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A woman every day should be thanked |
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Not disrespected, not raped or spanked |
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And if a woman ever said I did |
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Uh, she's a motherfuckin' liar and I'm a set up kid |
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And I can tear shit up y'all 'cuz that's my style |
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And these are the days of wild, hit me |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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These are the days of wild |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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Oh oh oh, by the way, I play guitar |
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Tennis shoes and caps, now that's phat |
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Up until the day another wanna laugh behind your back |
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Sayin' we all look the same, huh |
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God bless America, home of the brave |
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I'd rather dress to make a woman stare |
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I'm puttin' on somethin' that another won't dare |
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It's a freezer burn compared to cool |
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And if you still got loot, then who's the fool? |
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Everybody wanna take the stand |
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Mind your own motherfucker, let a man be a man |
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I can tear shit up y'all 'cuz that's my style |
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And these are the days of wild, hit me |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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These are the days of wild, hit me |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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These are the days of wild, hit me |
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Much props to the upside down double six |
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Baddest, freezer burnin', head turnin', make a brother yearnin' |
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Sister walkin' the face, you know who you are, for love |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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(Hold onto your wits) |
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Hit me |
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Hit me |
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Hit me |
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