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"Here it come, come." |
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"Here it come, come." |
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[Scratch Chorus] |
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"Stay dope boy, on guard, real sharp |
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Write rhymes that's real hard" - Gemini The Gifted One |
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[Verse One] [Celph Titled]: |
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The sound of my voice will make stab wounds |
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Father of the Universe leaving planets with half moons |
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I have assumed that those who choose to make rap music have no talent at music |
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So me and Vinnie came to grab your head and put a gat to it |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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I bring the.45 Glock and the .38 |
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AR-15 send their body to the pearly gates |
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Me and Celph ain't making happy music, this is truly hate |
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Toby Hooper in this motherfucker cousin, saw his face |
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[Celph Titled]: |
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And when we're holding the Tec we'll put a hole in your neck |
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Equipping you with a permanent T-Pain vocal effect |
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I ain't a flossy dude sipping Mo' |
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But if I was I'd pop that cork off in your bitch's asshole (Let 'em know) |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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That's how that ho get treated, she get the smut treatment |
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Toss her out the whip, leave her on the rough cement |
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Celph and Vinnie will deliver an abrupt beating |
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And the Walther 9M will leave your guts leaking |
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[Celph Titled]: |
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Your video had the best special effects I seen |
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Had you in the projects using computer blue screens (Know what I mean?) |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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You phony motherfuckers never held a ratchet ever |
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You was in the faggot bar with Kanye strapped in leather |
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[Scratch Chorus] |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Bang bang bang, just like the ricochet rabbit" |
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"For my arrival, rappers are teamin' up" |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Yo I'm strapped with the gat, step up, buck buck" - Party Arty |
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"You can suck my dick you little fuckin' bitch, so blucka blucka bloaw" - Vinnie Paz |
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[Verse 2] [Celph Titled]: |
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I never thought I'd get a bitch pregnant ever |
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Until my main squeeze gave birth to a baby Beretta |
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(The more gravy the better) don't holler just yell |
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It's like the night before Christmas, I can't wait to see Hell |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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I can't wait to see Hell either |
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I'm a run up on the first motherfucker that I see with a rusty cleaver |
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I ain't a sucker neither and no one fuck with Vinnie |
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Fat gut, wife-beater, pasta, I'm a fucking ginney |
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[Celph Titled]: |
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I'll smash a mirror, I'll walk under a ladder |
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I'll let a black cat cross my path, it don't matter |
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Cause I ain't superstitious and I don't fear nothing |
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You're talking all that tough shit |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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But you's a queer frontin' |
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And y'all are snitch but let me tell you something, you ain't hear nothin' |
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I like to refer to my trigger as the fear button |
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I don't fear nothing either, I just cock the pistol |
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I like the way the bullet burst and what it do to tissue |
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[Scratch Chorus] |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Bang bang bang, just like the ricochet rabbit" |
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"For my arrival, rappers are teamin' up" |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Yo I'm strapped with the gat, step up, buck buck" - Party Arty |
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"You can suck my dick you little fuckin' bitch, so blucka blucka bloaw" - Vinnie Paz |
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[Verse 3] [Celph Titled]: |
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Yo we blazing son like gang bangers with laser guns |
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My rap verses are curses and scriptures spit with a razor tongue |
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Nitwit I play ancient drums |
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To conjure up demon spirits that appear in smoke out of a pagan's lungs |
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I'm everything: hardcore, complex, original |
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You don't wanna test the disciple of death |
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C-Titled is dressed like salmon at Red Lobster |
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And C-Titled's the best at blamming hammers at impostors |
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Get your ass whooped with automatic hazard causers |
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You can't make tables turn, you got bad revolvers |
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Faulty guns that go [click] when you pull the trigger |
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Mine's go [blick blick], it's sick when I pull the trigger |
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[Vinnie Paz]: |
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It don't matter how we get down, guns around |
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I'm writtin' [?] |
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I got a way with wild shit cousin, tons of crimes |
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Tons of forty-fives, AKs, tons of knives |
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[Scratch Chorus] |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Bang bang bang, just like the ricochet rabbit" |
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"For my arrival, rappers are teamin' up" |
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"Gat goes boom boom boom, gat goes boom boom" - Q-Tip |
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"Pow pow, buck buck, pow buck" - Ice Cube |
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"Yo I'm strapped with the gat, step up, buck buck" - Party Arty |
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"You can suck my dick you little fuckin' bitch, so blucka blucka bloaw" - Vinnie Paz |
