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*knstrr... frrrs....* |
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[Proof as DJ Seven Deuce] |
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Yeah, this is DJ Seven Deuce for Motown sounds of W-Down (haha) |
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Give a big shoutout to Runyan Ave. and them Detroit playas |
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youknowwhatImean. And we're gonna go to the phone lines |
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right now... |
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Caller *beep* |
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[Kuniva as Rondell Beene] |
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Callar my ass, you know who this is. Look, I'm mad as hell, |
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first you got Eminem. This nigga said he's gonna get me on |
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his album. No show I didn't get on it - Then he signed these |
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niggas D12, little punk ass niggas. And all of a sudden I heard |
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he signed this new motherfucker named... |
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[Obie Trice] |
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Obie Trice |
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First I took the underground over |
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The well known asshole brought y'all hoar |
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Then the industry saw interest in me |
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Now I'm Shady Records like Marshall Mathers LP |
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Mr. Trice |
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The name has occured in you conversation |
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But the face is blur |
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And if you never spoke my name nigga you heard |
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Got word from that naggin bitch that stay bootleggin |
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Underground since the Fu-Schnikens |
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Or underground since Chi Ali was fuckin with them stupid bitches |
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Different kinda species (Aaaah!) |
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Shittin on you punk motherfuckers with the Dirty Dozen typa fecies |
