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Well let's open the fouls on the styles unknown to full blown |
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Brothers that front can get their headblown from the back |
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The turntable terranova hook the track |
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We came to drop the rhymes ill with no slack |
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Came to get loose reduce that tight noose on the neck |
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Give me my respect |
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Learnin the raz can leave the track burnin' |
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A thousand dead guys my rhymes is still earnin' |
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Still the main course of cor-shall rhymes it's the side dish |
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Couldn't hide this |
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Rhymes is suspect indorse that fat check |
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But don't forget the o's these off the hook flows |
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That did 'em, my rhymes just jumped up and bit 'em |
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We twisted up their wig, no jig and still split 'em |
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So pull it the razztic whip like hot bullets |
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Right between the spleen and rip your whole team |
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Up from no where no flash with no flare |
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Kept my eye sights on those that didn't care |
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Repair your kit or get your ass split |
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And tighten up them tracks, not feelin it one bit |
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Oh shit |
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Brothers is comin' from all sides |
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Grabbin' coat tails not givin no free rides |
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Work to damn hard still leavin the mic scarred all |
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Battered and bruised 1 2 you still lose |
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Refuse not havin that negative feedback some claim |
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They champs but couldnt conceed that |
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Cuz we sport the crown, and all set the clown |
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You came with high hopes but left with heads down |
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Tail between legs I rips for real heads |
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Bringin fromthe chest, my moms the real spread |
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Beats to b b need b in frisbee |
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My triple threat vets that rush your whole set |
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To no man's suprise you are only small fries |
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Take out the bodies soon after the head dies |
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Rise to the top and watch your ass drop |
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Been doin' it for years the razz just dont stop |
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Full steam ahead be singin that right bread |
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Make me wanna flash and get my rhymes stash |
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Load up the gun you scored your last run |
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Swingin' for the fence my rhymes is intense |
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Track in put prince and ever since |
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Brothers been runnin and foldin up their tents |
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Lady and gents I be'z rhyme prince |
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Never played the game all struggle without gain |
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Plan as day you did it the wrong way |
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Razz kept it right then kept the rhymes tight |
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Straight up and down no funny styles and jokes |
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One thousand came thats one thousand smoked |
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We're broke so brothers can get their chest soaked |
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Get their knees buckled and get their backs broke |
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We float like planes you roll like small trains |
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Step on to the field we destroy we still build |
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Put up the shield for outside distracts and now they |
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At the store pickin up the whacks |
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We tax and givin em nothing but head cracks |
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We about the serve the pipes so hold your headsback |
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Yeah |
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Intergalatic |
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They didnt think I could flip it like that |
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So father(further?) Lets go |
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Terranova |
