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They say a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush |
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In the home of the babblin' brooks and armed crooks |
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Cowardly hearts, just straight up cold shook |
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Where the money get took and hoes open like a book |
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Take a look to the center, uh |
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The opposite of love |
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Let them hot slugs go when it's live enough |
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A penny saved in a penny earned |
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How many dollars is it gon' take for a ***** just to learn? |
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If I had a dime for every time that I heard |
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"***** you nice." |
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The price would be absurd |
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But now served from the corner to the curb |
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You hear the cops comin', warn a/Warner ***** like Kurt |
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Hurt from the heart to the ash to the dirt |
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Automatic rounds cascade in short bursts |
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Then you hear cars skirt |
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Ease off the new turf |
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Strapped to the teeth he's out to do work |
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This where the boogieman lurks |
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Where things go bump in the night |
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Invade like di-sperse |
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The vampires out tryin' to quench a blood thirst |
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And man it's real bad but *****t could be worse |
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The worse with no purpose, verses |
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Those who attend the masses in churches |
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Regularly |
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Who you kiddin'? You a felon to be |
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And yeah it's hell but it's heaven to me |
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I burn steadily |
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[Chorus] |
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Out for revenge again |
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It's gettin' too tough to hold what's held in |
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It's gettin' to rough to just smile and grin |
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So I can't pretend |
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Naw, I can't pretend |
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I'm out for revenge |
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"Please come get me" |
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"My man" |
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"Payback" |
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[Verse Two] [Big Pooh] |
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People take smiles for weakness |
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Like I ain't tryin' to run the race the Pre'ness |
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Like I ain't tryin' to taste the spoils the sweetness |
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Like I ain't really in it to win |
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I compete ***** |
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In the spirit of competition |
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I debut a limited edition |
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No comparison to war but I'm on a mission |
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I pledge allegiance, Poobie's rendition |
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And this is my transmission |
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Every now and then need a bang on the engine |
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Every now and then need a jump for precision |
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Was my decision to not speak tunes |
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Told you, "I'm the *****t", I did not mean prunes |
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Come in second place your reward is a Zune |
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This is real spit, youngin', no cartoon |
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Real life *****t, I'm familiar, I presume |
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Yo |
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Now, as I choose to resume |
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The butterfly effect, I emerge from co**** |
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People say to me and not a moment too soon |
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? I would have had even if that meant fumes |
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Yo |
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It's like a burner to a book |
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The block to a cook |
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Yeah, I'm cookin' up, this is not how it looks |
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Know a little bit, certain people get shook |
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Now *****s tryin' to read me like a book |
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[Chorus] |
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Out for revenge again |
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It's gettin' too tough to hold what's held in |
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It's gettin' to rough to just smile and grin |
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So I can't pretend |
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Naw, I can't pretend |
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I'm out for revenge |
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"Please come get me" |
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"My man" |
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"Payback" |
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[Verse Three] [Median] |
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Seven score, six years later |
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Still catchin' hell with the law, emancipated |
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Still slavin', ill wages, *****t's shaky |
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Make your own way, get a tax, get a cage for them |
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Who's raisin' them? |
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American made |
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Grow, gain, the American way |
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No shame |
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So sick of waiting |
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Hardly no patience |
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No break it is |
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*****s start breakin' *****t |
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[Phonte] |
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*****s start takin' *****t |
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Don't care how many cameras be tapin' *****t |
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Run it now *****, we ain't tryin' to wait for *****t |
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And you are sadly mistaken if |
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You think we ever gon' rest |
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If you ever think we never gon' step |
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To the A.M. with the A-R's so can settle the bet |
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No job, no crib, no life support |
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That's a last resort, ***** what the ***** you expect? |
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[Median] |
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Kinda unexpected how I came ain't it? |
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So radiant |
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Cold Al Davis the player to go Raiders |
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No payment, no juice like Oshea spit it |
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Comin' for the loot from N.W.A. hits |
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[Phonte] |
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Comin' for your troops like snipers on some chase *****t |
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H.O.J. *****t is what we get down for |
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How we usually go |
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If opportunity don't knock at my do' |
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You best believe I gotta kick down yours |
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Give me some Get Back |
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[Chorus] |
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Out for revenge again |
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It's gettin' too tough to hold what's held in |
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It's gettin' to rough to just smile and grin |
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So I can't pretend |
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Naw, I can't pretend |
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I'm out for revenge |
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"Please come get me" |
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"My man" |
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"Payback" |