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Everbody in the mosh pit |
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Everbody in the mosh pit |
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I don't think they ready for this one |
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Free style, man up, circle round, stand up |
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Pimps up, hands down, beat 'em up, man down |
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Free style, man up, circle round, stand up |
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Pimps up, hands down, beat 'em up, man down |
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No hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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No, no, no hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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No, no, no hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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Method Man, tear the roof off, jump in the pit |
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Doc, Doc, Doctor P |
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No hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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Method Man, tear the roof off, jump in the pit |
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Doc, Doc, Doctor P |
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No hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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Method Man, tear the roof off, jump in the pit |
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First of all, how many verse to brawl |
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If you trying to break something, then I'm the first to call |
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My shovel ready if any dirt's involved |
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And I euthanise methods that try to hurt my dawgs |
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I'm off the lane, they think I'm off my game |
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Got a thought, CHK-POW, and get it off your brain |
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The jewels cost money but love don't cost a thing |
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But it might cost you life, you don't come up off the chain |
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Mosh, mosh pit |
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No hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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Method Man, tear the roof off, jump in the pit |
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Doc, Doc, Doctor P |
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No hands in the air, no need for bumping your fists |
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Method Man, tear the roof off, jump in the pit |
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I'm like Jesus, you come across my name |
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Fast and furious to any that cut across my lane |
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House of pain, they have an ounce of chain |
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And a ring, couple haters that try and doubt my range |
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Had enough, Mr. Method and Doc P |
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The people need a reason to mosh, they got me |
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I live by the code, my killer's locked and load |
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If the pit catch fire, stop, drop, and roll |
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Everybody in the mosh pit |
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Everybody in the mosh pit |
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Everybody in the mosh pit |
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Everybody in the mosh pit |