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Iiiiiii got struck by lighting in the thunder |
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Wildin' in the ******t from the tundrum |
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The winda!!!! |
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Help me up, somebodies pullin me under |
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A scorture, a flame on the brain, this is torture |
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Terrible, horrible section aborter |
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Sacrifice the virgin, urbun as splurgin |
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Split sprice i'm gonna ****** yer like it's hurt yer right |
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Bombs had got shattered, bullet holes in the paper |
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Escape the madness, onyx! the baddest |
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Souls of a souljah in the streets of survival |
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If yer plan to buy the blackness |
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Here's the gun to guide you |
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Thumble up, crews crumble up under pressure god |
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It's hard, ****** there won't be two prayin' |
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Chorus: |
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******ftee, low down grity and grimy (x5) |
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[sonne seeza] |
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Comin' just bust me, peeled the real ******t |
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Drilled through yer ear drum |
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Hell yeah i'm vansum |
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My equilirium is touched with the us g |
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Sickness, contaminated with slickness |
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Filfy, nasty, grungy |
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Blacks of the reched |
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I got it the 2nd, crazy ness went the septrum |
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Yeah son, keep 'em on the run |
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If you wasn't a 2, then you musta been a 1 |
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It's not a been case, we erase |
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What makes it my fate |
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You just waste your time and butt so you better it space |
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Cos if thats the ******t, your gettin' really stupid |
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And you and yer man can't shoot me |
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Chorus: |
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******ftee, low down grity and grimy |
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******ftee, ******ftee, ******ftee, ******ftee |
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[fredro] |
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Hey you you nasty ass |
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(whats up big fella) |
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Hey whatever, whatever ******t, the dirty desert dweller |
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Who said never, all and together |
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(now i'm gonna show you how the afficial ******s lock it up) |
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Chorus: |
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******ftee, low down grity and grimy (x6) |
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[sticky fingaz] |
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One three, |
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I'm gonna rule the ****** world, and thats my word |
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I've got the filthiest ******t human ears ever heard |
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And even if yer wash my mouth out with soap |
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I'll still be that disgusting and despicable |
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Unpredictable, liable to flip my lid |
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My moms dropped me on my head when i was a kid |
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But then i lost all my marbles, today i lost my job |
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So in essence armeggedon somebody's bound to get robbed! |
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Watch out! so this could be you, i believe |
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With a gun to your face, it's better to give than recieve |
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I'm more than meets the eye |
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Energize, make your blood pressure rise |
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Mad face ain't no disguise! |
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Chorus: |
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******ftee, low down grity and grimy (x4) |