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KURIOUS: Woddy. |
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Woody. uh huh! |
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Ya don't stop! [Chorus:] |
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CASUAL: What's the real, what's the real on the skills? |
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KURIOUS: What's the real, what's the real, what's the real? |
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CASUAL: As long as |
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I remember |
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I been rockin' shit since then when. you wasn't in |
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I can get a trend, broken cause too many people pay atten-tion not extracting the proper com-pre-hen-sion when one of those flows who chose to kick |
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I stomp the new school ruler is cooler than |
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Bartles & |
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James I make you think |
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I make you blink cause you wouldn't dare stare when you pretend to contend with the, men |
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I put out my music to make fools get petrified here's somethin' |
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I bet ya tried anylizing me taking notes of every little movement and action well, you're wiser, |
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G cause other rappas aint doin' that so that makes you fresher than the rest of the weak, ones. [Chorus:] |
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KURIOUS: Kurious |
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Ginseng Wheat |
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Germ break the butra beth then |
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I jet like |
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Eastern jaws in description conniption ya suffer uh, never was a booty buffer hit it from the back, though specially when the face look wack you don't believe me the man with the yellow hat'll tell ya first |
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I'll smell ya if the whiff is fishy reply is kinda iffy if, ands, or buts |
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I'm sure to tear the guts |
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I'm trippin' on a |
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Tab so I'm clumsy like a clutz struts is smooth sorta like a pimp ya call me |
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King Jorge cause |
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I'm swift with the ink which is drippin', off the point of a felt tip pen, |
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I'm flippin' and |
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I might leave a speed, not |
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I need not the words of a sucka |
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I play the rice & beans & |
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I'm out muthaffff... [Chorus] |
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CASUAL: Oh yeah! here |
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I go again to win |
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I got the ill phat shit so watch me kill that shit |
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I kick styles, to tease |
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MCs you know me |
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I'll whip that ass so bad you'll change your rhyme name to |
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To-by gimme ya new shit to jock cause |
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Casual had past you all and |
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I don't stop cause |
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I'm the phattest at this to every bitch you clown here's a big fat, dissss... |
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KURIOUS: So baby, baby, baby! (Ow, wow, ow), |
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I wanna, get me off, ya got to blow me, got to blow me dumb motherphukk ya don't know me from shit so get familiar illa, |
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I be the monkey, constipated gorilla, what's the real? unga-bunga! |
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I've brung the rhymes sip wines on the |
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Tundra thunder because the lines equipped no time to slip, cause |
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I'm grippin' the concrete street and black & red |
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Scottie Pippens whth the funk in ya back trunk let the spot get loose |
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Kurious, Hieroglyphics we hangin' like a noose... [Chorus] |
