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Mic check... |
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Come through, dig the sound! |
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Crowd around! |
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I used to cop a lot |
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But never copped no drop |
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Hold mics like pony tails, tight, and bob alot |
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Stop and stick around |
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Come through and dig the sound |
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Of the fly brown six-o sicko psycho who throws his dick around |
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Bound to go three-plat |
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Came to destroy rap |
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It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strat |
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cats get kidnapped |
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Then release a statement to the press - let the rest know who did that |
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Metal Face terrorists claim responsibility |
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Broken household name usually said in hostility |
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Um... what... it's MF, you silly |
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I'd like to take "Mens to the End" for two milli' |
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"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!" That's a audio daily double |
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Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble, yo |
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Watch your own back |
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Can't even go out alone, black |
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Stay in the zone - turn H2O to Cognac |
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On Doomsday! |
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Ever since the womb 'til I'm back where my brother went |
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That's what my tomb will say |
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Right above my government, Dumile |
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Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say? |
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I wrote this one in B.C. D.C. O-section |
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If you don't believe me, go get bagged and check then |
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Cell number 17, up under the top bunk |
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I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk |
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Pop the trunk on See-Cipher-Punk, leave him left scraped |
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God forbid, if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape |
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Definition "super-villain": a killer who love children |
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One who is well-skilled in destruction, as well as building |
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While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer |
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I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer |
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A pied piper holler a rhyme, a dollar and a dime |
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Do his thing, ring around the white collar crime |
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Get out my face, askin' 'bout my case, need toothpaste |
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Fresher mint, monkey-style nigga get |
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And dope fiends still in they teens, shook niggas turn witness |
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Real mens mind their own business |
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That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch |
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How come I hold the microphone double-clutch |
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C.O.'s make rounds, never have 'ox found |
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On shakedown, lock-down, wet dreams of Fox' Brown |
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On Doomsday! |
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Ever since the womb 'til I'm back where my brother went |
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That's what my tomb will say |
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Right above my government, Dumile |
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Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say? |
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Doomsday |
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Every since the womb 'til I'm back to the essence |
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Read it off the tomb |
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Either engraved or unmarked grave, who's to say? |
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Pass the mic like "Pass the peas like they used to say" |
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Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk |
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I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk |
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Never let her interfere with the Yeti ghetto slang |
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Nicknames .metal fang |
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Known amongst hoes for the bang-bang |
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Known amongst foes for flow without no talking orangutan |
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Only gin and Tang |
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Guzzled out a rusty tin can |
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Me and this mic is like yin and yang |
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Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth |
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It's like me holding up the line at the kissing booth |
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I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth |
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Spittin' all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth |
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But then she has a sexy voice, sound like Jazzy Joyce |
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So I turned it up faster than a speeding knife |
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Strong enough to please a wife |
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Able to drop today's math in the 48 keys of life |
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Cut the crap far as rap |
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Touch the mic, get the same thing a Arab will do to you for stealing |
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What the devil? He's on another level |
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It's a word! No, a name! MF - the super-villain! |
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Doomsday! |
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Dig the sound |
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Crowd around |
