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Yup! A.O.T.P., JuJu Mob |
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Reef the Lost Cauze, Snowgoons, another class |
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This for all you hatin-ass bastards |
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This what I tell 'em nowadays |
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Yo, yo, from the city of Godless, Philly the hardest |
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It don't matter what I say they wouldn't kill me regardless |
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They say I'm a MC but really an artist |
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Simply DaVinci, peep your paint and draw it |
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But I'm not animated like a cartoon |
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My posessed work, spear your flesh like harpoon |
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All you, are now in tune, to the illest MC's |
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Try to mimic but don't sound as cool |
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How can you dupe a dummy, astound a fool |
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Spit so much, you will drown in drool |
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You're a bunch of clowns and coons that'll get found in dunes |
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A plastic hammer, basically a childish tool |
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You wild as who; I defile your crew |
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You must be trippin like a thousand 'shrooms - I'm the truth |
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You're the lie in the flesh, I put tires to neck |
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They describe you as sex, I'm as live as it gets |
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PUSSY ! Stop gettin your words tangled |
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Fuck around and just get your whole earth mangled |
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You be the first strangled, I come to your show |
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Beat you down and then kill it at your merch table |
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You can hate all you want, you will never beat it |
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You can fake all you want, you will never beat it |
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You can wait all you want, you will never see it |
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You talk a lot of shit, but you ain't never mean it |
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You starvin out here dawg, you are never eatin |
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I'm walkin out here dawg, we are never leavin |
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You hold a gun and get chunked, you will never squeeze it |
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I had a gun all my life, and I ain't never need it |
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I walk a strip that's narrow with a clique of pharoahs |
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Splits fifths and barrels in sick apparel |
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Kids is scarecrows |
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I roll with Snowgoons and they don't sing Christmas carols |
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No Frosty or Rudolph, you awfully and too soft |
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You fuckin SUCK, you lost me at two bars |
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All I got in this world, a word and two balls |
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I'm in the wilderness, spitting moose calls |
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I am vermouth raw, you're a goofball |
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That's why no one knows who the fuck you are |
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I don't own a new car, I'm too far ahead of the traffic |
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I'm beheadin you bastards |
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With the most majestic of magic, well not really |
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But you all gettin your ass kicked |
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I spit battle raps to no one in particular |
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Just to do it and to remind MC's that I'm I'll as fuck |
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The killer cause, with a killer buzz |
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I'm high, plus on the streets I got a killer buzz |
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Copped your CD I feel you cause, it's feeler music |
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Now I know what they mean by filler, what |
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Never, never, no, never |
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Never, never |
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Snowgoons, Reef the Lost Cauze |
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We got another one |
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This need to be the fuckin, lead-off single and shit with the video |
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F'real, y'understand |
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Ain't nobody fuckin with this man, you know that |
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HAHAHA, I'm just playin - well not really |
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But I'm... I'm OUT ! |
