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Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like |
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Ellison |
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Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen |
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From the basement I'm dwellin' in |
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I cook back the sling |
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To stone a settler and breaks him off clean |
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Call me the upsetter |
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Here come the hands on the leashes |
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The cross, the capital, tha pale families, the |
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Fear and the mouthpieces |
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The single sista lynch |
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The cell dors crash |
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And the master's drums echo |
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Roll right |
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Roll call |
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Now we're alright |
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We're all calm |
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This hits like fists |
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Bomb with the left and don't miss |
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With the sickest stilo I spark fear in the pigs |
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In the park |
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Head crack, I hijack the papars and the vapors |
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Caught fire up in you mind |
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Come back, rewind one time |
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Here come the hands on the leashes |
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The cross, the capital, the pale families, the |
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Fear and the mouthpieces |
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The single sista lynch |
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The cell doors crash |
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And the master's drums echo |
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Roll right |
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Roll call |
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Now we're alright |
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We're all calm |
