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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 from the blind
Invisible to the naked eye, them criminals
Better have your eight essential and minerals
The wu is comin' you know the outcome
Critical in your physical for injurin'
The and gentleman who stack by the Benjamin

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

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

Yo man, I throw a 5 in the
Poppa wheely with the end hittin speed bumps
40 per hour
I'm out at Howard, next to
Takin' change out the fountains at malls
can only afford chuck-e-cheese
The blood in my jeans is tough Buddy Lee
auto off ya, blood coughin'
Meth pull a last spark with a heart pump

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Ah yo
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say fuck you
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Call me Will, enemy I
When doc run the scam
New jacks studderin', that the man from the upper
Punch, atomic bomb I hit
bricks to South Park, you dyin' with Kenny
While you bailin', I'm
Rockin' hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance
When I walk by you not be kickin'
Or I put two more in that chicken

just been fitted for them seaman shoes
This is bottom of the lake
you in the back
fu
Fifty-two cops can't withstand the fifty-two
Unless they bust like fifty-two
I'm the has been have not
Battle kids at house

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

Get out your car
This ain't
you with a gun that filled with paint balls
And brauds got the to act funny
You a champagne ho, with kool aide
bitch, Doc up in that town quick
You back down a 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 for prime time playas
Mr. Meth, Doc
Def Jam 2000 fuckas
Calm me down,
Nod your to this

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