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No matter who you are, or what your age may be if you want to achieve permanent, sustaining success the motivation that will drive you toward that goal must come from within { |
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Moe Love cuts and scratches} [Ced Gee] |
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Check it out, one time |
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My tricky tricky style is so cocky |
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I knock you out like |
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I'm Rocky |
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And then I'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the point |
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A licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are like potion |
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I think he burn like ?, to put your mind in slow motion |
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Simply, it's done, like makin a bungee |
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You lick it or roll it a sticky spark with the fellas |
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Let's contact |
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Quinton, they call him the chief |
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Plus I'm votin destruction, on suckers they're nerds |
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Take their style toss it up, then add effects like a reverb |
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Take it and match it, cause the flow is exceptional |
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The Washington |
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Congress, the |
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House and |
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Congressional professional, call it geronimo |
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Frequencies on the mickie, watch your girl give a hickie |
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Now you're flippin the ill way, diluted with ? |
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The Horsemen style is to flow so rapid |
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Ricky run like a faucet, like ?? |
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Costello so mellow, like a pen with |
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Othello Shicky shapin a |
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Hamlet, tricky bowl thicky |
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Jell-o Hell-o, goodbye |
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Don't be scared, pick up the mic (3X) [T.R. Love?] |
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My flow is wicked, rough and rugged like |
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Wilson Pickett |
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Stick it, the funky kinetic can |
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FLOW, cause |
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I can dig it |
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Check it check it as |
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I wreck it, niggaz never respect it |
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I was always neglected, intellect be so respected |
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A sharp shooter, blowin niggaz up out the frame |
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You can't maintain, my domain, too insane |
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I have centrifugal terrifical styles |
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Difficult styles, wire be bitin bark, chewin for miles |
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I'm like Houdini the |
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Great, I'm too magnificent |
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Incredible shit, to make motherfuckers bug |
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Now niggaz is sick, shootin up your town, blowin up your city as |
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I stalk walk hawk, that shit ain't pretty |
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Really, silly, better step off |
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Don't be scared, pick up the mic (5X) [Kool Keith] |
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I got the pickup truck ready, lookin for |
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Satan the |
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Devil Yeah, bugged crazy off another, level |
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I boogie woogie on down and catch mad wreck |
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Load the calico check, come in high tech |
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MC's jump up quick, you get your ass kicked |
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Mad sick, used to hang with |
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Charles Manson |
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Cut up any foot, if |
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I saw it kept dancin |
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I smeggle smack em, briggle briggle break em |
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Catch em with the |
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Hefty bag, walk away and take em |
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MC's look in the mirror, see they nightmare |
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The bugged kid, bald head, fuck it |
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I don't care |
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I get frantic atomic, pull your rectum out |
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Change your brainframe, butt pull your spectrum out |
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I get retarded and raw like |
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Razor Ruddock |
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You don't wanna try the |
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X, aww, fukkit |
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Let me, show you, my style, this style |
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Fuck that, na na na nah, not this style |
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Yes yo, who dat? |
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Yo wait, yo |
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I'm comin down |
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Hee hee hee hee! |
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Come and battle me clown |
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Juggle three balls, my balls, feel good |
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You bet I have your girl on my dick, sister write me a letter |
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MC's know they all deaf, they on the back burner |
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I step straight to your crew like mad |
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Truck Turner |
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The crazy man with grenades in the projects |
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Back up punk, remember |
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X X X Don't be scared, pick up the mic (4X) [????] |
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Check it It's my time with the rhyme, for the minor comin harder |
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Pull a burner blast your ass at the line |
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Racist, faces, spaces, braces, ???? |
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I'm sprayin mace in your face |
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I'm tradin places with the power to knock, your ass unconcious |
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I'm monstrous, |
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I ? and I romp, cause |
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I stomp, cause |
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I want this |
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Not so fast kid yo, |
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I did a mad bid |
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You won't last kid yo, |
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I whup your ass then vacate the premises, ?? of the |
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Genesis ??? motherfucker can you step to this |
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Can you handle the vandal the man on the force through the scandal snuff your ass like a candle |
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Well it's my rate, the high rate, the fly rate |
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Since I rate, cause |
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I rate, cause |
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I make, you gyrate to the raw rappin cause it's all that it's all that |
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It's raw Jack, and it's time - to go to war |
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Jack So don't waste my time |
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Let the bassline kick yo' ass with the chorus line |
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A checka wreck a record, check-o-wreck |
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I guarantee to rock shock shock the place with most respect |
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Don't be scared, pick up the mic (8X) |