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On the scene back again with the mothafuckin' grip |
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93 was the year P-Dog came rippin' shit |
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Bouncin' out the belly of the beast |
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And still the same nigga |
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That was hollerin': "Fuck peace!" |
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But check it out, it's the same old thing |
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Cause now the year's 94 |
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And ain't a damn thing changed |
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Niggas still droppin' dead like flies |
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And I'm still lookin' for a way |
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To make us raise |
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I impose that I still hate the devil |
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(That's right!) |
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And I'm a mothafucka |
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That'll take your ass to the next level |
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Straight guerrilla in the mist to the end |
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(Yeah, and put it in the mix again!) |
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Yeah, now better listen why... |
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Yeah! Right back at you once again in 94... |
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P-Dog, righterous... |
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Back up in you with another mothafuckin' bomb... |
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And we kickin' the real... |
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So anyway I'mma do it this time |
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So you wanna hear |
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Specially designed for your mind and soldier's ear |
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Cause niggas nowadays just shoot |
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[Gunshot] |
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And fuckin' with the crew |
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Will get your ass peeled like fruit |
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And everybody wanna be a Gee |
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The same sick house nigga mentality |
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Please, fuckin' with them fake fairytales |
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Nigga, I don't trip cause I still kicks the realiest shit |
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So please back on up, I'm lettin' off |
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Representin' Allah and I'm raw |
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Cause I'm god |
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So I hope you're listenin' |
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What I'm kickin': It's real |
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(Yeah, I keep'em comin' with the shit you fear) |
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Yeah, you better check it why? |
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Yeah, fear no evil, fear no man... |
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Shouts goin' out to all those fake-ass wanna-be...gees... |
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Just break it on down... |
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Paris, I'm hopin' goin' on the hill...the hill... |
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Paris, I saw you standin' strong again...again... |
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So I'm still comin' on with this |
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(Still comin' strong with shit) |
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Shit that'll make ya brain come up wake up |
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Regonize that it ain't nothin' but a thang |
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To see a nigga lockdown, underground or in the sweep |
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And you ain't never gonna take me out cause I... |
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(...roll up mothafuckas and i'll break you down to side!) |
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Yeah, so keep your eyes on this |
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Fuck what you heard |
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(And watch the devil get served!) |
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Yeah, so now you know... |
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Scarface records, Paris... |
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Still hittin' you with the righterous shit.... |
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The funky shit... |
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In the name of Allah... |
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And it ain't gonna never change.... |
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It don't stop... |
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It don't never stop... |
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So back your devil-ass sob off me... |
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And let me get my field... |
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Power, yeah! |
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Paris, I'm hopin' goin' on the hill...the hill... |
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Paris, I saw you standin' strong again...again... (2x) |
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Yeah! Right back at you in 1994: P-Dog... |
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Guerrillas in the mist with the black fist... |
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And it ain't never gonna change! |
