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Come on |
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Wait a second, draw back ban, there I come |
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Stick this business, stock me up, they took me coat with a stun |
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Gun on a Sunday, a bloody Sunday, so what's the resume? |
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Heads got felt in the force I heard a Milky Way |
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I caught a heart attack when I heard my cousin got caught |
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In Avenue D., in Brooklyn, New York City |
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Ever since I used my man, I moved to Jersey |
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But realistically, God could have called me early |
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'Cause I got a big bop, I'm wanted by the block |
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I take a ruff-neck, chicken make stop in stone top |
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'Cause I roll with the army of sixty-eight |
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The Privates' don't make the orders |
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It's the General that makes the wig-wack |
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Buy her back, buy a cat, I got scratched in a day to kidnap |
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And at night, I was back and the Jeep |
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Got attacked by a gang that sold crack |
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But the posse was strapped, it was nothin' but crap |
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I got cuffed in the back, in the jail, there were rats |
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So I pulled out my mack to get out of this crap |
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Though I wish I could zap outta here but I quack like a dog |
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That pass gats, so I put the gas mask on the mic |
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There were blasts 'cause I do it, it's my task |
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And all the jumper, the guys that I see to me pass the class |
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Check out the vocab, it'll get out, then do it again |
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Gift of the guy, if you're good, you're good, if you're bad, you're bad |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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One, two, three, four, hardcore, hardcore |
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Watch yourself for your health, I'll snatch your last breath |
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Then I left you up for another one bite, the dust |
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You couldn't ride me if you went behind the bush, gush |
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Leave the style alone, don't try to follow me |
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'Cause a life of the hood make it a little triggery |
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So keep your eyes on the prize, don't be surprised |
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'Cause on my half, I may pull out a semi-automatic sixty-eight |
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Watch around my back, it's mainly static |
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Droppin' emcees like a bad habit |
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Here come the Pras with a new package |
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Mad and they ignorance |
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Think they could test the performance of an ancient rapper |
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Let me break it down in a dialect badder |
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Easier said than what the mono said |
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'Cause there's more than righter rapper, paid for the rapper be-bop |
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'Cause he said everybody's rappin', them and they momma |
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So when I grab the mic I grab it like a gangster |
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Microphone sniper 'cause it'll be the prowler |
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Launch it, it's tragic, no magic, the realistic maggot |
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Don't leave the gadget or you'll be gat it |
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Simple, the riddle, who's the monkey in the middle? |
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What's the goose, so let me cut his neck loose, yo |
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I keep it positive and not so negative |
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These is when you diss, emcees take it |
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So send it to they call the battle |
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I'ma raw I let it rappin', now I'm more |
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Your ball, you're waitin' for me to fall but I won't |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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I gotta jump on the A-Train |
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I saw a cat with a scat, he was blowin' like coal-train |
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My boys' said give him a call |
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I gave him a dollar, he said are you a rapper? |
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Kids have a seat and don't miss a beat |
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And listen to the battle of the saxin' in your emcee |
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Now Red Rock, call Red Rock, call Red Rock |
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Call Red Rock, call Red Rock, call |
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It could mean rewind the gun, check me baby |
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I rock and shock the dough is show |
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Squeeze and cheese and whether pleasin' |
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It could mean rewind the gun, check me baby |
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I rock and shock the dough is show |
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Squeeze and cheese and whether pleasin' |
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Coolin' breezin' at the teas and how can emcees do was sneeze |
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Flower, blow |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |
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So how hard is it? |
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I wanna know, how hard do you want it? |