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It's the linchpin |
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Lynching |
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Antsy inchin' bit by bit chompin'at the bit |
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My shot's inaccurate for profit |
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Passionate for profit |
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Cashin' in, that's the shit |
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Lyrical laxative |
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Runnin off afta' |
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Never relaxing...lashin' |
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Different than the last one |
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So let's see.. |
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Chocolate dipped nuts, I'm nestle milk |
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World Wrestling Federation built |
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Y'all are complacent still? |
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Display some skill! |
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My word placement first place |
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If not I verse basic |
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My complex...is complex |
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Balance in check |
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No comment with comparable talents as yet |
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There's always a first |
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Yet, there's always a verse |
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And always a hurse, so they always disperse |
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Tails tucked.. |
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Who, why, when, where, what? |
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And how...sorry but not with that style! |
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I'm fond of fondling these tactless tactile |
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Cats until they tapped out |
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Put that down...cause I put that down |
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Yeah I do that there |
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Why you act scared? |
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Talkin bout 'who that there'...I'll knock 'em out! |
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If you ain't ship shape keep your shit shut |
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'Fore I shift shape, leave this shit shut |
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Closed up...sucka get your pose up! |
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You hold down...what's the hold up, huh? |
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[Hook: Del] |
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Uh, somethin' ya do when you're fire resistant |
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An ionic trinsic instantaneous lenses |
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Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble.. |
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Tryin' to follow? |
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Ask Pollo, dumbo! |
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Need a model? |
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Taj will assault silicone |
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Reverberate with realer tone |
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Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones |
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I mean really drill it home to your inner zone |
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[Pep Love] |
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We put in the work to make your body jerk |
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We won't shirk the duty of makin you shake your gluteus maximus |
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Yeah, that's what's up! |
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The music is movin', you need to be catchin' up |
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Classical massacres occurs in a flash, a blur |
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Smashin' our hammer |
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Then when we clash with words |
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Adrenalin rush shatter you fragile gentlemen |
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When I hit 'em up with agile style |
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Venom and change the game like two ways did pagers |
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And 2Pac did before the plagerist came |
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Sword swing around, we not horsing |
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I'ma do mine, you do your thing |
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Hieroglyphics is monolithic |
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Chronicle and I careen in on a collision course to contradiction |
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God is listenin' |
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We collage, analyze with the touch of a brush to paint this picture |
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I'm heart felt with the texture of velvet |
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My art propellin'...the wax start meltin' |
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We makin' the matrix break to this |
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Mixed of many maneuvers |
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We get blitzed and the groove is deep as it gets to reap benefits |
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From Oakland to Brooklyn |
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The language spoken...broken and crooked |
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You know how we do it! |
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[Hook: Del] |
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Uh, somethin' ya do when you're fire resistant |
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An ionic trinsic instantaneous lenses |
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Diablo, domino effect wobble, stumble.. |
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Tryin' to follow? |
|
Ask Pollo, dumbo! |
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Need a model? |
|
Taj will assault silicone |
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Reverberate with realer tone |
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Fill in holes till it hurt deep in your bones |
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I mean really drill it home to your inner zone |
