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作词 : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Oroc ... |
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[Intro] Yo, come on |
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Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, uh, uh, yeah |
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Evidence and |
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Babu on the beat, for |
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Souls of Mischief |
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So unique yo, yo |
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Ope set it [Opio] |
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I'm sharper than |
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Clive Barker or |
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Steven King when |
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I'm authoring evil things, |
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I'll smoke you like a |
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Marlboro, but |
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I'm a cheeba fiend, puffin white zombie |
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That make people dream of cities of gold |
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Around the world twice before |
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I was 20 years old, |
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******' slutty-ass hoes, and top-notch babes spending money uh-oh, |
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Offerin' to ???? me some coke, |
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Listen baby |
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I'm a lyricist, that's not my thing |
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I slang ****, but not pharmaceuticals super flow |
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Yeah numero uno caus you know |
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The human cat scan wouldn't read your brain, they say "He's insane!" |
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Listen to my raps man, |
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Colder than zero, |
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I’ll freeze the rain, hail |
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Mary! We remain, don't care if we front page on the |
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Rolling Stone, |
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It’s in my chromosomes to hold my own, rock till |
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I'm overthrown |
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I'm jack hammering, raps of stone |
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Walls and |
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I won't fall |
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Victim, drunk like |
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I'm awesome, incredible, federal |
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Like forty watter(?), hotter than an orgy, spot a corny ****** from a mile away |
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Yeah, Eastside |
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Oakland, raised me that way, |
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I got my three eyes open |
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Get played like a saxophone, fracture bones, knees thighs head |
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And keep firing when |
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I hear sirens [Chorus] |
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Mind your own, try to find your own, before your |
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Time is gone, see we all dying' alone |
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I'll never be the one to cry if you don't, |
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But who the ****** am |
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I to imply what you decide is wrong |
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Give a ****** about what you side you on, |
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Or you going at kids (?) |
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******s keepin' it real don't pay none of my bills |
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Still I keep at it to feed my ****** habit |
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No seeds, its sticky green, please, |
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I don't need acid (Scratching...) [Phesto] |
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I'm chocolate thunder on the track board, |
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Throwing heat like ????????, sidearm |
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Like a firearm on a hostage, |
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Ready for combat, it's contact sport with gat forced hiphonics |
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They high drama like |
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Trump and |
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Ivana I'm art, 2600 sharp and nimble |
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Transmission double clutch |
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I'll double dust the symbol |
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Pimp diffusion, monophonics many moogen, |
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Skate to Cardinal(?) like glaze on |
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Olympic luges, |
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Fluctuate my deluxe delusions, a state of flux maneuver, |
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I'm armor-all on vinyl, ya'll ******l |
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In a candlelight vigil when vital signs are final |
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Flat line your spinal, throw rhymes and tight spirals |
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Hammer up through the head winds with |
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Evidence, |
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Babu and ira science (?), hire a sniper |
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I still dodge the bullets while |
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I windmill the viper, high performance |
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And use your face as a wind******eld wipers |
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Have you wearing six inch heels and a diaper ******, |
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Now you get banged for your buck not bang the switch |
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This here we taking ******t, and they ain't taking ******t |
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And if you take this ******t, rework it and remake it we gon' break your ******t |
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I said it, minutes set it, any man in my dominion |
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Demeaning the inner tenant entertainers(?), my tenants remain true |
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You do you, as far s |
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I'm concerned this is all mine and ya'll my tenants, this is |
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Rhyming of polemical proportion, scorching the mundane claims of you pedestrian thespians, |
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Histrionics, |
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Ebonics lace tales of crimes and chronic in the myriad ways you chase tail |
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The mirror's amazed at what it sees, |
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MCs empty reflections and soul projection |
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I use the message as my soul's protection, etch out some complex ******t |
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Man that next ******t [Chorus] |