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Mr. and Doc
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DJ scratch on the
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your motha fuckin' back
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Ah yo, yo

My lyric is 8 ball, batter up play
ya'll analog, niggas, we be digital
Subliminal comin', from the five general
Attack you the blind side
Invisible to the naked eye, them criminals
Better have your eight vitamins and minerals
The wu is comin' through you the outcome
Critical in your physical for injurin'
The officer and gentleman who by the Benjamin

Off a beat this, I keep a night stick
In case any up care, where heat might miss
I chicken fry rice bitch in a white
off two macks, I'm like I'm hit
Yo, I'm just playin', I the crowd out
a peppa spray can sprayin'
I throw lightin' out the arms
Go your prey
Next I do nothin' more than Y2K

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From down to stripper
I'm too nonchalant, a drink mixed with four kinds of
Catch me at the bar, 'Fu Bar', know who we are
And dream of fuckin' a star, who da
Shotgun in man car
Burnin' up, forever gettin' thrown out the
It be us Paul, shot out and
I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a
I'm you think you don't know

Yo man, I a 5 in the power
wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps
40 miles per
I'm out at Howard, to Baltimore
Takin' out the fountains at shoppin' malls
Rats can afford chuck-e-cheese
The blood in my jeans is tough like Lee
auto off ya, blood coughin'
Meth a last spark plug with a heart pump

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Ah yo
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And if you say me
say fuck you
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Call me Will, enemy I
When four doc run the
New studderin', that the man from the upper hand
Punch, atomic bomb I hit
From bricks to South Park, you dyin' Kenny
While you bailin', I'm
Rockin' hard hat helmets, clip the surveillance
When I by you better not be kickin'
Or I put two more in that Terriyaki

You've been fitted for them seaman shoes
This is bottom of the lake
Stab you in the
fu
Fifty-two cops can't the fifty-two blocks
Unless they bust like shots
I'm the has that have not
Battle kids at Maxwell's

Know when I'm good to the drop
What's my name, Meth, his Doc
like urban
See me in the transportation splurgin'
Drivin' a turban who push a black suburban
Come on, we rollin' half down through the urban
law lay it down like a Persian
M to the E to the F, curtain

Get out car sucker
ain't yours
Robbed you with a gun filled with paint balls
And brauds got the to act funny
You a champagne ho, with kool money
Frown bitch, Doc up in that town
You down a point on NFL blitz
I'm lyin', buddah break fool and two
And put your in the earth to escape through

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Ah yo
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And if you say me
I'ma say you
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Yeah, yo
DJ
Not ready for time playas
Mr. Meth, Doc
Def Jam 2000 mutha
me down, baby
Nod your to this

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Ah yo, is WKYA Radio
We are your motha fuckin ass
Yo
Thats it's goin' down
Redman, method man, the funk out
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