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Verse 1： |
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Yeah so it all comes down to this (what?) |
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Specialist with a hit list |
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Right fist bomb type m.g.m. fight night type (ding ding) |
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So when i hits in the stage we can face off |
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Watch me rattle your nicholas cage |
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Bring heat in ridiculous ways never compromise |
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Look into my eyes tell me what you see (what?) |
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Victory ecstasy maybe hennessy |
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Energy wasted, enemies gettin' laced with |
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That point blank to the face *************t |
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Who you think this is |
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Young black bust a ************* ass strickly business man |
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Self disciple heinakin let the record spin |
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Paparazzi all over again, times ten |
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Like thee original sin |
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I'm tryin' to ************* it up for everybody |
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The hot ? get collect calls from john gotti |
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I kick back like karate |
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Butter soft burn off and solid black mazaratti like |
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Hook: |
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Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) |
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No gain with no pain (it gets deeper then that) |
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Dyin' in the fast lane (way deeper then that) |
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To the place where the mother*************' problem is at |
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Verse 2: |
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Long hair ganja smoke but don't be mistaken |
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I ain't jamacian |
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Find another chick to jerk |
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A world of hurt 9 to 5 puttin' in work |
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Never rest put to the test get put to the death |
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Never the less only greater than |
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Trust no man |
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Soon to have the whole wide world inside of my hand |
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So i suggest you act right my insight like sunlight |
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Burn your cornea |
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Big bad california |
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To the waldord historia (c'mon) |
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N.y.c. competition wish to some day roll like me |
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But all i see is capital h-e-a-t |
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I'm makin' mother******s run like dmc (run) |
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The likwit mc is here to blaze a ************* like a fat one |
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Non radio bangin' *************t goin' platinum |
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And keep slappin' 'em with a colt 45 |
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While my old english leave you broken down with a crooked ise (eye) |
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Hook |
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Verse 3: |
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Suck it easy movin' on up like george and weezy |
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You can't stop it love it or leave it alone |
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Xzibit writtin' more pages then the state penetentary |
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Full of well known villians that wanna come home |
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Never relax ain't no tellin' lay it on wax |
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Make it bang let stever sell 'em and dip 'em in chrome |
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My ************* bud'da chip off beats like cellular phones |
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Heir to the thrown |
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Xzibit bring the lead to your dome |
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Like a 3rd world rebellion squad on your boulevard |
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Protect they spots with heat |
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They kids ggotta eat to make it big in cali it depends on who you meet |
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And who you sleep with |
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Might find yourself in deep *************t |
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So hit me with your best shot |
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I'm lookin' forward to it |
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You shouldn't repeat it if you ain't really goin' through it |
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How dare you try to check the fluid |
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Rip the track chillin' on your big plans like wilsure and farefax |
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Hook |