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In the zone like |
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Keyser Soze, always the usual suspect |
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No check, all |
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I got in this game is my respect |
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And southern pride |
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I be, checkin' my ****in' head |
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Scared, lookin' up in your face, |
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Boy I see dead |
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If you test like |
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SAT, then |
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I guess that we may be |
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Enemies in the |
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P's freestyles be freebies |
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I be that wrong nigga to **** with, wouldn't |
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IWouldn't |
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I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs |
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Only the twenty piece mojo, flow zone like |
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Flo JoI wanted to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go |
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The beat hit like |
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Beat Street, |
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Krush Groove and |
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Breakin'Never bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you waitin' |
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For the second coming funny how time flies when you're rhymin' |
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La-Fa-Ce records, |
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I think they got that perfect timin' |
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To be doper than |
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Saddam believe the |
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Nation of |
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Islam**** the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out your car |
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I think they overstep they boundaries |
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OJ, not guilty, that's how they found he |
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I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while raining at the same time |
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I kept on rhymin', not complainin' |
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Storm bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf balls |
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Throw up your daisy dukes, |
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I'm hazardous to all you boss hoggs |
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And Roscoe |
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P. Col' people, who could boost my locomotive |
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But enough of that everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to |
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I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme |
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ICompose won't y'all get sick of that' |
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Cause I know |
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I do when |
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I hear those |
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Flows that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop |
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But to each his own, my speech is gon' |
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Keep that shit up outta my zone |
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Long as you happy then |
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I'm happyEven if you just hate my ****in' guts go 'head and damp me |
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Cause I'm gon' damp you anyway and then go home |
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And pray for yo' ass later 'cause we might need you in this war |
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I'm wailin' on you traitors like that |