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Voodoo 16x |
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I through a peper in your salt your a$$ is caught |
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like a candle I'm about to do some $hit that you can't handle it's a |
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scandle |
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it's a mystery on making history |
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about the one's who talk the $hit to me |
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saying that it don't sound like it's a hit to me |
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I f*ck you up |
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they stuck you up |
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but they ain't tough enough |
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paper bullin lookin hard and $hit |
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I aint go break the label off the switch |
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phoney bltch it be that suave click |
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with them hard dlcks |
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numerous amounts of voodoo |
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giving me unlimited ways to do you |
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i pursue you |
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break you in half within the movement of my hands |
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stop you dead in your action before you even have a chance |
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who be the mand? I'm the mand witch doctor |
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big ol fat juicy pu$sy bltch knocker |
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stopin your heart with one stroke of the pin |
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I shorted you in and dehydration never gain |
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your spaghetti is spike |
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you just my bite the dust |
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aint no friend to be a remede to trust you out of luck |
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Chorus |
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It be the hip hop voodoo |
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I got the power |
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to control your mind every minute every hour |
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you can't break free your a$$ is mind |
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strugle with the beats strangle with the rhymes |
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(2x)) |
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Verse |
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MJG is in your $hit go get a umberella |
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prepare for combat |
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you got to survive in all of the weather |
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so you don't won't that |
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a pimp nigga how do you figure I keep the buzz |
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I deliver $hit for the bltches a diamond doze |
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hell the sorcery movin a doin a proper ? |
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gotem marin like moroin and going a proper ?? |
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you will adapt to the top of the ? of my empire |
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bushes of the greenery receive to get you hire |
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I bring to you |
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the real $hit |
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because things aint allways what it seems to you |
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you feel this |
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and if it's |
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a situation he got to leave for you |
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he'll gank you |
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cause he just in it for the green for you |
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you need to |
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don't lend cheese to my fun raise |
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come out from |
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between trees if the sun raise |
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cause one day |
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you come face with the voodoo |
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you ain't true |
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it's gonna see right through you |
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Chorus |
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(Verse) |
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subtract them bustas like in mathamatics |
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I sta factics with shysters blown away |
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with automatics |
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how long will it be before society to get the picture |
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ain't no victory out here trying to be the |
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bigger figure |
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making valable plenty charge for a grave digger |
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is it a reason or do we know? |
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the sensors tell us part of the story to keep us slow |
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know I tell through the ? the gate is now and order |
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I thought I saw a camera and damage the tape recorder |
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castin spells like tells from the suave side |
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listen $hit straight you mind yours I mind mine |
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ain't no meanin me to be walkin the fine line |
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you get zapped from the powers from pipppin form deep within |
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so take it as a lesson you will never be weak again |
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if you ever want to get out of place |
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I make space |
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we routy mo f*ckas who ran the wrong race |
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(Chorus till song goes off) |
