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Feavin ass, creepin ass, my man's black path, ease up off the av. |
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You don't make me laugh, i'm dead serious to the core |
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Brother, you better check the shit i got in store |
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Cuz, what i got in store keeps me ready for the war |
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W-a-r, r-a-w raw, i saw more than the average citizen |
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Shit is in style, fuck a ass til it smile |
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Bdi, like the all i seein, everything, like this mood i be in |
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Meditation, constant concentration |
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When i inhale and exhale for all my niggas whose facin death row |
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Time to flow on another mission buck, no diggity |
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Let's go, my dignity, when police be friskin me |
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Like you found the burner on the bd mc |
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But, non cypher, 10%, what you gonna do, represent |
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When you raise your glock, but me and my niggas on the top |
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[chorus] |
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What you really need is |
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What you really need is |
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All you really need is breath control |
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Breath control, breath control, breath control |
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What you really need is breath control |
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[buckshot] |
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If i said it once, i'll say it again |
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When all them punk niggas think they ready to spin |
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Step up, and you can get your melon crushed |
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Just like the rush from a train, i'll dissect ya frame in half |
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Raise my duck down staff as my microphone blow ya out the frame |
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All the way back, zone is the way of my walkin |
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Down the block, buckshot, rock a nigga head off, get off |
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Or i'm gon' set it off from the south to the north |
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East, west, and we can all get it on, word is bond |
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Shit is like that, write that in your memory bank |
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Boot camp clik, thank, you for tellin me you read misses in your mind |
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Stupid, now i'mma hit ya mentality from behind |
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I know you're not alone in your zone |
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So i'mma enter your fuckin cypher where you roam |
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And turn your house into my home, just cuz i'm the ruler |
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Sun ruler, school a nigga, while you try to fool a original crook |
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We never stop thinkin, minds constantly on the move to keep it linkin |
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Like chains, you know we maintain, what? |
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Boot camp clik represent nigga, we don't give a fuck |
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[chorus 2x] |
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[buckshot] |
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It's easy, listenin to buckshot, while i rock knots |
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Guarantee to put a bullet shot inside ya niggas who |
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Try to step to, buck, the bdb, plus i hold my rep too |
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Fuck, i'm just a nigga you can listen to |
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Clear, you can understand every word you supposed to |
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See 'babble' is a word in your vocabulary |
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Not mind, nigga, when i rhyme, you can hear the sign of the scorpion |
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Got you coughin in, stuck by the venom that i put in him |
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Always loose, never win, i'm developin |
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A brand new bomb to set the blow |
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To let all them niggas know |
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[chorus to fade] |
