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

My lyric is 8 ball, batter up ball
Fuck analog, niggas, we be digital
Subliminal comin', from the star general
you from the blind side
Invisible to the eye, where them criminals
Better have your eight vitamins and minerals
The wu is comin' you know the outcome
condition in your physical for injurin'
The officer and gentleman who by the Benjamin

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

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From debutant to stripper
I'm too nonchalant, a drink mixed with four of liquors
me at the bar, 'Fu Bar', ladies know who we are
And dream of a star, who da scrub
Shotgun in man car
Burnin' up, forever gettin' out the club
It be us Paul, shot out and
I bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a buzz
I'm everything you think you know

Yo man, I throw a 5 in the
Poppa wheely with the end hittin speed bumps
40 per hour
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
Semi-dart off ya, blood coughin'
Meth pull a last spark 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, I state
When doc run the scam
New jacks studderin', that the man from the hand
Punch, atomic I hit many
From to South Park, you dyin' with Kenny
you bailin', I'm trailin'
Rockin' hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance
I walk by you better not be kickin'
Or I put two more in that Terriyaki

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

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

Get out your car
This ain't
Robbed you with a gun that filled with paint
And got the nerve to act funny
You a champagne ho, with kool aide
bitch, Doc up in that town quick
You back a point on NFL blitz
I'm lyin', buddah break and take two
And put hole in the earth to escape through

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Ah yo
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We say
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Ah yo
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And if you say me
say fuck you
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Yeah, yo
DJ
Not ready for prime time
Mr. Meth, Doc
Def Jam 2000 fuckas
me down, baby
Nod your to this

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Ah yo, this is Radio
We are kickin' your fuckin ass
Yo
right it's goin' down
Redman, method man, blackin the out
Now