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I cant remember the day |
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But i remember the night |
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The first time in my life had an mc fight |
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Caterpilla killa lyrics spit like venom |
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Only thang my mind said was nigga go and get em |
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I ducked and bust and started cussing at them magots |
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Niggas started pulling fresh rhymes out the cabinet |
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My flow got quicker like machine gun Killa |
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Some mc's got hit even tho they werent ready |
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Watch me wrap you up like a boa constrictor |
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And pose like a pimp in your girls prom pictcha' |
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I watch mc's die like soldiers in war |
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Everybody for them self so there aint no score |
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This niggas was bust a verse that he didnt rehearse |
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And got snatched from the earth like an old lady purse |
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The freestyle had mothafuckas on their backs |
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But failed to attack from the gangsta rap |
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Last breath of an MC |
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I hit the weed like a champ as i let raps fly |
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And best beleive when i die man in my mind i'll be high |
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I saw old mc's that had a wounded bad |
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And if i slipped I could tell they would take they chance |
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So like rambo 1 |
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Man i drew first blood |
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And hit em in the neck with 2 rap slugs |
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Mc's brought gats and that one had an axe |
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Before he took a swack man i got him in the back |
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With pimp game rhyme |
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The moneys all mines |
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12 o'clock midnight me and him bond |
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Mc females they slipped in and heard |
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Before they got close MAN i put em on the curb |
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With 'em lookin |
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You see my vocal box start cookin |
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Screems where heard from frisco down to brooklyn |
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I dont do it for the fun cuz ima mc rival |
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Fuck if you a champion |
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I dont want your title |
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LAST breath of an mc |
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Feel me |
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A 12 gauge stage displayed wit all rage |
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Bet yo last dolla it will make front page |
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It lasted all night, Mcs filled the black |
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Some dead with they eyes open rap shellshocked |
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Hip hop was left handed |
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He packed 2 gats |
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Just incase he ran in the gangsta rap |
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Bodies lay some hurt |
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Still trying to get away |
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But if they get away |
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They will return anotha day |
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But i kill em |
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Hit em with just enough venom |
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Eyes wide open until the cops come and get em |
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I pause, my dialogue 'ttampt to catch my breath |
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But before i knew it a rhyme had penetrated my vest |
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Caught off gaurd by an mc flow oh no |
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My mind start to click like a black 4 4 |
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Rapid repeated rhymes that went for his throat |
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And after he died i spit raps at his ghost |
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Man im hurt i can see the cops start to lurk |
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I hit one with a rap that had 'em squirmin' in the dirt |
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I start to Hurl |
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I think about my old girl |
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Baby u had the best pussy in the world |
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I felt my heart start TO collapse |
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Ima hate to leave the game like that |
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I felt another rhyme dig deep into my spine |
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Just when i was about to hit the pig with another line |
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I'll see ya next time |
