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Straight chuggin' on the 40 ounce, brain cells fry |
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Like a clamb strip all day get high |
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Never ending story felt course stay fly |
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My mom's a math teacher so |
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I gotta multiply |
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Not a mathematician myself so |
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I rideAt my 98 |
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Altima parked outside |
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Hustle and mixtapes |
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I'm tryna get by |
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Double U E double |
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B follow with a |
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YMothaf*cka that's me and |
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I be so cool |
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To be on my level you gonna need a step-stool |
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Always been a troublemaker gotta break rules |
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Breaking every law till they kick me out of school |
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So amped up you'd think |
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I'm chuggin' jet fuel |
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Chasing a bottle of moon shine with an |
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O'DoulesNo more rules let me call up |
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Billy Madison |
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And have em slippin' on banana peels if they challenge him |
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I'm bafflin' any competitor with what |
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I'm rappin' and |
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The future's lookin' bright |
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I think I'm staring at a halogen |
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Born in '88 |
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I got it tatted on my abdomen |
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Product of the 90s, everyday practicin' |
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Then it started happenin', turned into a beast |
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Full bred pit with a little |
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MaltiseWoof, slaughter any track |
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I seeYou've now been warned, you'd better hide your beats[Hook] |
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I'ma never give a f*ck about you |
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I'm just doing what |
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I doMurder any beat |
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I put my mind too |
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Thought you knew that's what |
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I doRappin' on the mike till my face turns blue |
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Through and through that's what |
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I doThat's what |
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I doStop sleeping over there man pass the blunt |
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L ride around town and be back for lunch |
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Got a full plate of beats and some |
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Captain Crunch |
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Me on the mike only lost a battle once |
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Everybody else, murked em |
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Cooked it up, served em |
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Pen in hand |
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I got the dexterity of a surgeon |
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Freestyles burn em, written rhymes flawless |
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Like the names of every |
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Mutant Ninja |
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Turtle, I'm an artist |
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B*tch, nobody stoppin' what |
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I'm sayin' |
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Lyrical display gon' shock em like |
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RaidenEveryday ragin', show me where the party's at |
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Where the b*tches where the broads where the hotties at? |
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Where the liquor where the bud, where the |
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Marley at? |
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Where the stage |
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I'm bouta give the crowd a heart attack |
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Life's short so you know |
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I gotta live it up |
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Brim low dutch rolled |
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I'ma never give a f*ck[Hook] |
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All I got's my word and my balls just a nerve with a cause |
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Livin' life like a video game so press pause |
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Double tap |
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X with a shot to the brain |
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Back back square hit em with the scorpion chain |
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So get over here b*tch ill kick em like |
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Liu KangAnd fatality anybody who shits on my name |
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Its that tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate |
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Pissing on these haters like puppies on fire hydrants |
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It's that motherf*ckin' |
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Optimus Rhyme full bottle of pills |
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Blunted with a bottle of wine |
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Fully transform bout to take over the game soon |
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Ain't no mothaf*cka |
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I'm afraid to bring the flame to |
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Got em rotisserie while |
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I be smokin' piffery |
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Making words connect like letters written in calligraphy |
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Not a person here stepping in my shoes' |
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Cause see |
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Webby's back and this is what |
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I do[Hook] |
