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It's record, check it, mad methods To put my brothers and on a deathbed You know he cheated, what he wanted but now you blunted Suckin' up to the devil, steppin' down a
who they fear is you Who us from us and you from you Yes and it counts, fuck the fourty I sued them bastards, yeah, got bounce
I did 'em a demo, threw 'em out the window I took a 98 I never liked a limo But pump pump pump pu-pump it up A mad rhyme for mad times, what's up
Some ain't gonna change, I got 'em in a I gotta rearrange, so I'm back your brain Wreckin' records funky stuff Am I loud enough? Yeah, you got ta it up
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, it up yeah Give it up, give it up, give it up
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Come with the same old bounce I'm calling a foul and once again it Mad tense, mad tense brothers The blunts in the back got the black behind and that's
And once again on! Hey, cracked corn cracker singin', "I don't care", it's on I'm with a rhyme, what? I'm lettin' go a rhyme, yeah! I gotta get a rhyme the rough and crazy times
You call me a lecture, yes I checked her They don't hear me though, so I go I'm sick and tired so take ya higher When I'm takin' his to bring you down
rippin' a lyrical kickin' finger-lickin' But to the I'm givin' but never cotton pickin' James Brown I'm sayin' it loud Am I enough? Huh, you got ta give it up
Some ain't gonna change, some gonna change ain't gonna never ever change Some ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna Some ain't gonna never, change
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And when I'm coming, young dumb and fulla cum Some guessing my lessons about saving young Some know like Run said, "So here we go" it is inside, whoop, there it is
There it is, there it is, right My man X is a bad mother, shut mouth I'm talking Terminator, he's the man There it is, can you hit me off another one
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I never did represent dumb shit Some gangsta lying, I'd rather diss Dead or alive, 'em and I'll swing 'em I vocalize, I just rap, I sing 'em
Flick 'em, and I 'em, you can go with 'em Hall of Fame for the game for the I Dave Bing 'em Go Grandmama, close but no I got mine for I'm using my
The flow go wherever I want, and clever a piece of my time to prevent some crime And who puttin' the guns to the young ones The that make 'em is the ones that take 'em
for no reason, down in duck season I don't my mama, on the street wearing armor So check yaself before ya yaself yaself, hah, you got ta give it up
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