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There ain't no way {*repeat 8X*} |
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[Intro] |
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They don't understand, they do not fuckin' understand |
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The shit is serious, it's like, I'm not gonna let |
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I'm not gonna... |
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There ain't no way, I'ma let any motherfuckers |
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There ain't no way I'ma let a motherfucker hold me down |
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There ain't no way, I'ma let em |
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Yo there ain't... yo check it out |
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[Mr. S.O.S.] |
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There ain't no way I'ma let it happen I'm sayin' to myself |
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Plain for my health |
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Relayin mesages that I felt |
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On the course of my life |
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Till I'm divorced with my life |
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The plans to be stable enough to have two dogs and a wife |
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Since I wasn't offered my life |
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I tried to make the best of it |
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And make it stand ount until Mother Nature digested it |
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With the sense to beware of death |
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But the strength to not be scared of death |
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You don't understand that then you're really not prepared for death |
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Document that and learn it |
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I've been a hermit while twistin' that green like Kermit |
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My team like burnin' |
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I'm from where chicks think they're too super to hear rappers bust it |
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And act like they're all that after liposuction |
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Radio sucks like sluts when they lack corruption |
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And haters be so full of shit they need lip reduction |
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This is somethin' |
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Not for commerical radio |
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But any person's radio |
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This after searching every show |
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For sick flows to sick beats |
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This where that shit be |
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And if I spot you like Mykinzi |
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I'll pop you like Popinski |
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Chop you up like mince meat |
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Toss you where the fish be |
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And leave your teeth marks where my fist be if you diss me |
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Listen and respect |
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I'm Mr. S.O.S. |
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And I ain't takin' no shorts nigga, I'm quittin' cigarettes |
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From the south |
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A true troop Rican reachin' your standards |
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And what you really got to understand is |
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There ain't no way |
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[Hook: Anetra] |
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There ain't no way to take us out |
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I told y'all don't sleep on the South |
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No way {*repeat 9X*} |
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[DJ Kno] |
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Ain't no way, they just... hehe, they just ain't gettin' it |
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Plain and clear they ain't gettin' it, step away, you gotta undersand it |
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[Deacon the Villian] |
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Yo, I've been done wrong fronted on told that I'll never make it |
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People have dissed my songs and underestimated |
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All the attacks have been steroids makin' me stronger |
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Like dyin' from polygraph test shocks you couldn't be wronger |
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Motherfuckers wanna play around I recommend Tonka |
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Niggas thinkin' shit's sweet watchin' too much Willy Wonka |
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I don't really want the fame I wanna gain respect |
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Block my path and I'll make a passin' lane through your neck |
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I'm tired, frustration got me wired to blow |
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One reason I'm quick to drink or fire the dro |
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The harder crass pull me down then the higher I go |
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There ain't too many musicians who ain't dealt with liars before |
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So I, flow wise, stay awake like a coke high |
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My words my , James Bond, watch you with my Gold-Eye |
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Dealin' with snakes thinkin' they so sly |
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Most of them is pussies but have never been between a hoes thighs |
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You can hold my, dick, if you really want a piece of me |
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Biters illegally, tryin' to tap into my frequency |
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Hopin' they'll be seein' me, art I've created recently |
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And then they use all my shit in battles when they beef with me |
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Bitch, here's your collar and your bone |
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Not even gonna dog y'all |
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Stay in the backyard where you belong |
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Only worthy of being a topic in a song |
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Everything that ain't right, kill it, you dead wrong |
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There ain't no way {*repeat 8X*} |
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[Hook] + (Deacon) |
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There ain't no way (That I'ma take an L) |
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There ain't no way (That I'ma go to jail) |
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There ain't no way (The cops gonna make me tell) |
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There ain't no way (I'll see you all in hell) |
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[DJ Kno outro] |
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Mr. S.O.S., Deacon the Villian, DJ Kno rockin' the fuckin' beat |
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Ain't nothin' else really to that we have to say... |
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except there ain't no way, hehe yo |
