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Primo! (Premier!) |
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CNN (CNN, Channel 10 hah) |
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You thought we wasn't gonna do it again nigga? (We gotta do it again, y'heard?) |
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It's history in the making baby (Once again, historia) |
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Back to the motherfucking game! [Noreaga:] |
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Aiyyo it started from "The War Report", talked about the war we fought |
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Slime got locked and came home to "The Reunion" |
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Eight years later, new religion of communion |
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Channel 10, and once again keep your |
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TVs on You |
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Tube distributed, i |
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Phone equipped with it |
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MySpace can get with it, beef gone, did your bid |
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I mean digital, lifetime criminal |
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I feel invincible, |
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I feel invisible |
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Cause you niggas can't see where |
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I come from |
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The diddy-dum, the gun where you run from |
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N.O.R. basically with ' |
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Pone make greatfully |
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Music, I think you dudes should be thanking me |
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The hole in the gap man, we done filled |
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And it's only been a drought cause |
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Primo chilled |
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But stick up kids still out to tax |
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And them damn gas prices need to fucking relax [Chorus: DJ Premier scratches] "CNN", "CNN" "CNN, we're like the Grand Royal" "CNN", "CNN" "The Reunion, a brand new cut" "CNN", "CNN" "We're like the Grand Royal" "On the microphone, word up" [Capone:] |
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Yeah, yo, see money is power, power put the fear in a nigga heart |
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A high school dropout but |
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I'm mainly trigger smart |
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Einstein of the corner, |
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I learned to cold trade |
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Low fade, half-moon park to get mo' paid |
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Take a walk with me, all white |
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Air One Nikes on |
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Through the land of gun slingers and pipe dons |
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I'm parallel to hell with ice on, stones is canary |
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A thousand pennyweights of the |
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Virgin Mary |
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I draw that big burner, might cause a solar eclipse |
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A true thug's prophecy, money over a bitch |
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Get consignment on a ki', that's hitting that hood lotto |
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Do right by your niggas, bet nothing but good follow |
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Tip your glass up, salute and have a toast to your enemies |
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Every nigga locked in the pen is a kin to me |
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Crowding at 9-5, |
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I don't need no problem with troopers |
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Cause they even do you dirty with money like |
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Frank Lucas [Chorus] [Noreaga:] |
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The recession got niggas wilding out on the max |
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And the mediums in regular jails is cold facts |
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And niggas back home ain't doing good either |
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They foreclosed on homes, no home grown neither |
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Now everybody hurting, walk around with the zombie face |
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Hit the marines or hit the army place [Capone:] |
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Aiyyo I bang |
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Rugers, used to have a fetish for revolvers |
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Till I squeezed off the |
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MAC-10, it made me heartless |
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Gang bangers love me, throw it up like they nauseous |
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Bitches say |
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I'm gorgeous, now they say |
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I'm lawless |
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I'm a true heat holder, gun toter, keep coca |
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And turn them feet skinny like |
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Al Roker, yeah [Chorus] |
