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preparation... (loud mouth,quiet!) |
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Hey, yo, listen, |
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Big word halitosis, multiple scoliosis |
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Doctor Kill, giving the rap dosage |
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Postage stamped, signed, sealed, delivered |
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Distributed through out the hood, (muthafucka), what's good? |
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Exciting, unorthodox, biting, ought to stop fighting |
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(Fuck it,) now I'm forced to box |
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You got 22 tattoos, you 2Pac |
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You tattoo much, touch like 2Pac, dude, that sucks |
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Smack saliva, out the side of ya face, I ain't trying to be rude |
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But dude, you fruit, so I gotta make grace, choir -- |
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(Jesus Price has all the time) |
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Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme, ya'll niggas is foul |
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(Fuck it,) Sean'll shoot two from the line |
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Two for the nine, I leave lead in ya jaw and ya rock |
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These (niggas) ain't ready for war, let 'em know |
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I told 'em, these rookies ain't ready for retardation |
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In it's realest form in rap, this street car racing |
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Rebellious, rederic, heat start blazing |
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After that, I seen Caucasians, in the streets all taping shit up |
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They could be trying to piece ya faces back together |
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You keep on playing, you hear? |
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Yeah, The Loudmouf Choir, luger lifting your name |
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The word-a-matician, magician, David Blaine on your chain |
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Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head |
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You wearing suits and a towel on your head |
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And eating soup with the noodles and eggs |
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Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head |
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You wearing suits and a towel on your head |
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And eating soup with the noodles and eggs |
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Ok, new word, respeckanize my gangstaforcation and g-dentials |
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You scared to fire, banging your face through ya Jeep window |
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Get ya window shot up, in a residential area |
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And left, (fuck) a ocean and sea-ment you |
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This time it's the principality, punk |
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You a point to prove, put the pistol back, you'se a punk |
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Push your shit all the way off, a producer para-loser |
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Yeah, (pussy), that's you, chump |
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All that yackety yackety, your teeth, where the animals be |
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You get your ass beat, baddily, gradilly, P, Alkatraz |
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And the Beast Master, take a stab at me |
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See all kind of red dots on ya face like bad acne |
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Nappy piece to be praying for ya (niggas) |
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While I'm getting my vulture on, preying on ya'll bitches, choir |
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(Ruck, Rock, Ruck N Roll, get you both on this collar hydro) |
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Yeah that's how I got my Bronx (bitch), she breakdance and bomb trains |
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The fifty pop blocker, while giving me bar bread |
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Asking you car banger, and she go all way |
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She gone, go where I say, she know where ya'll stay, (suckas) |
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Yeah, ya'll (niggas) 'ready to die', blast the sket |
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And then you realize, ain't no (fucking) "life after death" |
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Smash your chest with a (fucking) medicine ball |
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You think you nice, but I'm better than ya'll |
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Listen, Tommy Tee on the beat, Loudmouf is the Choir |
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Heltah Skeltah on they job, and you fuckas is fired |
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The fire supplier, forget your squad |
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(Nigga), I'm dope like the tits on Oz, get your nod off |
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Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head |
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You wearing suits and a towel on your head |
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And eating soup with the noodles and eggs |
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Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head |
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You wearing suits and a towel on your head |
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And eating soup with the noodles and eggs |