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[ti:Jungle] |
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[ar:Andre Nickatina] |
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[al:Khanthology 2] |
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Pain from a rap cat |
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Man you didn't know that |
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3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack |
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My homie keep all his bullets hollow |
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That's why I smell like Salvatore Ferragamo with the diamond sparrow |
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A rap cat with the BOSS apparel |
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I put my rhymes on your block then I run it just like little Darrell |
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Money and dope, man, don't come for free |
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Man, I don't have no competition, ho, all I got is enemies |
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I turn around like a tornado |
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Rock it like a baby cradle |
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Call me Doctor J if you a baller and it's getting fatal |
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I make MC's do angel dust |
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Take 'em to the Bay Bridge, make 'em strip, tell 'em jump |
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I don't know why I get high |
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I'm so in love with money I keep spending 'til it runs dry |
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Hot like a kettle, when the pedal hit the metal |
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Pinocchio you know son of Guipetto, hello |
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Deep fried just like Friday fish |
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A lot a hot sauce, now we got it popping in this bitch |
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Yeah, in anything I do I put my everything |
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Always feel it deep inside just like Mary J. |
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Ha, I'm never panicing, I'm bored stiff as a mannequin |
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Grew up fast just like Anakin. |
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Baby is gullible, as Alison in Wonderland |
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All the excuses in the world I can't understand |
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Cuz I'm a man of these times, demand to get high |
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Blow big with my closest family ties |
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Ain't no way to intervene in my industry |
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Moving quicker then a centipede on enemies |
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One of a kind, once in a lifetime rhymes is written |
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It goes on, as long as time commences |
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Shit, it's like a jungle sometimes |
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It makes me wonder how I keep from going under |
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When they hit me with the thunder and lightning |
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its trifling, enlightening, and frightening |
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some might think that it's even exciting |
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I'm like a Harley Davidson motorcycle, born to ride |
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With the force that the courts call the last Jedi |
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I'm like a veteran, off Excedrins |
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cuz I be getting headaches from these Letterman's |
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I asked this little freak about my rap style |
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She said, "It's so damn dope they might take you to trial." |
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I hit the weed like I'm kamikaze next to the cosmos |
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Chopping up shit, yeah, with Quipto and Vago |
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Raps like a Tommy gun, watch how the body run |
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Raps from the Tommy gun will make anybody run |
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I'm bout to go in like a movie, but no stunt double so parachute me |
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But somehow I feel I survived on a fluke, see |
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I have to hit the scene, livin' out my dreams |
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Then I said I was sorry to DJ's and MC's |
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Complete to everyone who kept their ear to the street |
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Then my homie came through with the Al Capone Suite |
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Got twice as deep, don't forget, you know how low they get |
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Intimidating so I pose a threat |
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Coming like a slider, right by ya |
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Known to drop a rhyme in on time, and prescribing accurate alignment |
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The center of attention, we'll bend a agenda |
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To enter this rap game the number one contender |
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The outta sight, and dope lyrical white, and watchin' tricks fightin' |
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Hyping up the crowd late night, and watching Tennessee Titans |
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Everybody just loving because we like and |
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I strike in first class light fast, just like lightning |
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I force my rhymes in your veins like hot shot of heroin |
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You'll got cold turkey trying to work me |
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It's like a pad lock, when you in the headlock |
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Six in the morning and you didn't hear the Feds knock |
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It's like a jungle sometimes |
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It makes me wonder how I keep from going under |
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When they hit me with the thunder and lightning |
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Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening |
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some might think that it's even exciting |
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I'm consistent, adding on statistics |
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Why don't we cover the spread like the bitch never existed |
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Phonographic rotate the plastic spinning |
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Living like I'm knowing it's gonna be a drastic ending |
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Playing classics, meditating these tactics to overcome |
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The show is done, anticipating to roll a blunt |
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Baby, getting anxious, hitting and I can't miss the focal point |
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When locals say, "He ain't shit." |
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Man it's Equipto, put it all down for my homies |
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And rolling my weed right next to the police |
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Nothing but love for all my homeboys hustling drugs |
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Up in your program fucking it up |
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I'm in the fast lane, the cash lane, some think it's a bad thing |
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Hitting 'em off with the C&H pure cane |
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I get stuck in your membrane |
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I'm like a pimp at a party when you say "Look at them rings." |
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I use a Motorola, to move this baking soda |
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Whether it's in Denver, man, Houston, man, or North Dakota |
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With no apology, tech-tech-tech technology |
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Some brother disin' me, or even thinkin' he |
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I got the soul and the spirit of the wrath of Kahn |
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Kick back and write just like the holy Koran |
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It's like a jungle sometimes |
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It makes me wonder how I keep from going under |
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When they hit me with the thunder and lightning |
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Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening |
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some might think that it's even exciting |
