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Yo keith man |
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I just turned off the tv man |
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Kids out there be thinkin they hardcore man |
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We gotta do somethin man, yo |
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Do it |
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{little girls.. think they're hardcore..} (4x) |
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[kool keith] |
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You got nine cars, tons of champagne, by the cases |
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Two thousand people killed, fake murder cases |
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Videos exaggerate things you never make |
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Your style is all tissue, chocolate fudge cream cake |
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The companies back you, people out there wanna slap you |
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Original fraud, funny with a mic cord |
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Persuadin kids that you hard, every stage you tour |
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Cold scared you in a motel, you can't come out |
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After the show, with panties on, you hurry run out |
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You petrified hallucinatin thinkin hardcore |
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You got the style now, you have to roll with 50 people |
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Lookin hard and mean, you ain't pullin triggers |
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Did you pay your bodyguards, for actin hard? |
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You get pistol-whipped, booty tapped, face scarred |
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Down and out, with camouflage gear, and no war |
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You ain't in the army kid.. |
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{little girls.. think they're hardcore..} (3x) |
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[kool keith] |
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Now your show's packed up, you're gassed up |
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I'm there you're scared |
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You just turned twat, looked away feelin weird |
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You on the walkie talkie standin close near the door |
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Thinkin bout your records how you pop doo-doo more |
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Posses wait in texas, detroit for the bumrush |
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You bringin rubber, your crew is nervous smokin dust |
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You perpetrate your front, show your teeth, smokin blunts |
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Rappers cancel shows, ran away with stunts |
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Your manager scared, with ghetto mugs starin at him |
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Your crew pressured more, to even act harder |
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You took new york, down south them folks, wasn't havin that |
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Three kids from d.c. pulled out, what you laughin at? |
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You ran out, funny style, girl style, panty style |
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Freestyle the same style last week |
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You was bitin off that kid bo peep |
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With no panties on, your rectum got torn |
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Rearranged, i caught you after the show |
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Naked out, butt out, cracked out, with two rolls of film |
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Tryin to sell pictures of your lover |
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With you, molestin your little brother |
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I smacked you and stole your pistols |
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{little girls.. think they're hardcore..} (4x) |
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[kool keith] |
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Tommy, didn't i raise you to go to catholic school? |
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But mom, i gotta keep this up, this is all a front |
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This is just gimmicks to sell my records |
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The people don't have to know |
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I mean really, that's just me, even though we're soft |
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Me and my friends all of us |
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We just make money, that's all, it's a gimmick |
