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Prince Ital |
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Joe (Daz): |
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Yeah, Death |
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Row (give it up, one time) |
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Yes, to the man sing them all beats they're crucial (give it up) |
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Dogg Pound (???) |
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Nobody moves, freeze!, nobody gets hurt |
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Shoot first and ask questions later |
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The motto, lyrically, artically, rip it... |
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Daz: Stop and listen, catch a grip and realize, with your two eyes |
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The price, nigga, is keep striving for more |
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I broke laws, defined many, show skills of a rider when few was thick |
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Revolved around forty-four niggaz for the rep |
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Sweat the whole block with the |
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Mack-90, automatic semi-tech |
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Now the whole shit is respected |
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Slowly but surely homies catching death wishes, and laugh |
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You're trying to catch a check you can't cash |
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I do, for the rapper the name and for the hood that |
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I claim After the kill, it's remains the same |
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The composure, gangstering, it's got me, still down to bang |
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Who can get close to the most notorious gang of 'em all |
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Dogg Pound, amazing |
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Rage, rough and raw (DPG) |
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The conversation ain't much, now what up? |
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You're gapping and you're scrapping and you got a gap from the gat |
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Kurupt: I found a (what?), more, |
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I see the homies free |
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I bound to make more money than |
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I ever dreamed |
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It's the D |
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PG, the gangsters on the |
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TV Completely, you can't defeat, delete species |
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That fool over there is out of his nest |
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He's off the hood with techs and vests |
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Dumping on different sets (who's that man?) |
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D-A-Z's my nigga |
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If he ever was to get any bigger and lose his figures he's my nigga |
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The more I think about life and the world that surrounds us |
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Being from |
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Tha Pound, instantly penitentiary bound (so what's up?) |
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I'm all about dropping bombs |
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And possessing the deadliest rhymes the mind can't design |
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So let's let bygones be bygones, aim to shoot |
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And mash with your boys if you're down for making loot ' |
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Cause if not, when the heat gets hot you get scorched |
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You're caught up like being in court, fighting the wars |
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Now I pause to take a sneak peek through |
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The Source (Magazine) |
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Our force is not revealing (what?), we sold two million (damn!) |
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Willingly we survived, willingly we strived |
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We all multiply, |
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Dogg Pound 'till we die |
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I thought you knew about, the two about to run through about half your organization |
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Sacred assassinations, fool, here's what you're facing |
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The diverse, you're in a worse situation, like that... |
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Prince Ital |
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Joe: Yeah, |
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Tell Babylon that we'll never give up hope in the ghetto ' |
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Cause everyday when we wake up we see the sun rise up in the sky |
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We won't ever, never give up the fight, see |
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We, down in the ghetto, will always put up the struggle |
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The struggle to survive, and to live good |
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To bring food on the table for our families, see |
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Tell Babylon that we have hope |
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Like our brothers |
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Martin Luther |
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King and Marcus |
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Garvey We believe that we are true |
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Africans And we handle (???) in this life |
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We won't kill our brothers no more |
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Stab them with a knife, or shoot them with a gun ' |
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Cause when we do we see their blood run |
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And it's not a pretty sight |
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So we don't love the parasites of this world |
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Sucking the blood of the sufferers |
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Yeah! |
