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Yo, you think them *************z out there impress me? |
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Don't none of that *************t impress me |
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Oh, i'm supposed to listen cause they on the radio? |
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Psssh, i'm ready |
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I got, nuttin to lose in the world to gain |
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I leave you slain and make your family relocate and change their names |
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Like the west coast say, i'm bout the ?macolay? |
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*************z be slippin when i be flippin and i'll see you next trip |
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Cause revenge is a mother****** payback is a ************* |
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Especially when i'm coin with that def squad click |
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Can you relate to an intense, mother****** |
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Gridiron mic cuffer, terror to the jugular |
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Smother all the others, punk mother******s |
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But i'ma keep it real, cause me and you is brothers |
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It'll happen so fast boy you won't stand a chance |
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Cause the l.o.d. put in work like red ants |
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And when i walk by curtis mayfield'll draft |
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And spell the full limp love is just like shaft |
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*************t i craft, is harder than chinese math |
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Plus i lay you down for standing on dangerous ground |
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Chorus: keith murray, 50 grand (with variations) |
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Aiyyo you're standing on dangerous ground, too close to the crown |
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Let's see if you know the bounds |
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I said you're standing on dangerous ground, too close to the crown |
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Let's see if you know the bounds |
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Aiyyo y'all standing on dangerous ground, too close to the crown |
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Let's see if you know the bounds |
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Yo kid you standing on dangerous ground, too close to the crown |
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Let's see if you know the bounds |
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[keith murray] |
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Let's embark on this mission like black indiana jones |
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Is eatin pookie sandwiches and smokin chronic bones |
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See i kill it a little, then leave it alone |
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Let my man 50 g drag it into his zone |
| [50 grand] |
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Now 50 grand's in the room and legion of doom |
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And if you sayin def squad's the bomb then i'll assume |
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It's takes brain splittin compositions, makin incisions |
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Dranin the blood up out silly *************z, like morticians |
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[keith murray] |
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Now i'ma mack out and pimp the rhythm like too $hort and dru down |
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And wait for what go around to come around |
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And beat it in the head with this, send em off into the unknown |
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In and out of conciousness, kind of like |
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A hip-hop microphone hypnotic |
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Specialist in gettin inside artists, sick word *************yst |
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World's most foul freestylist |
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C'mon man y'all *************z know y'all can't get with this |
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Chorus |
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[keith murray] |
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And kill the noise playboys cause we have no flaws |
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We employ hits the whole family can enjoy |
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I'll be masterin the funk like flex, mentally |
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Etchin and sketchin, speakin with my hands like terminator x and |
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Scheme and get choked out like radio raheem |
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My team'll put you to sleep and let you dream |
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I'm not down with the east west coast controversy |
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Me say you you say me, across the country makin millis |
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I'll be glad to see a brother get paid for hard work |
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But instead y'all steady tryin to ditch up the dirt |
| [50 grand] |
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Yeah *************z still tryin to toss salt in the game |
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And y'all done read my name graffitied in the walls of fame |
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Let me explain *************z die for fame in this game my name's |
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Like a migraine, rappers get banged out the frame |
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See some funny style *************z in the house tonight |
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With posses too thin to win, and too light to fight |
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Think twice |
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Chorus |
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[keith murray] |
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I had the last watch and y'all *************z on the corner pumpin gas |
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Nervous like you lyin to a polygraph |
| [50 grand] |
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Come see a real show, cut off your flow, killin you slow |
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One time for l.o., i'm like a thief, in your window |
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[keith murray] |
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Or catch us in the streets, herdin like cattle |
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Defeatin rappers without contracts and battles, swingin like mickey mantle |
| [50 grand] |
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*************z trippin like they wanna be me |
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Challenge def squad, l.o.d. you livin dangerously |
