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

My lyric is 8 ball, up play ball
Fuck ya'll analog, niggas, we be
comin', from the five star general
Attack you from the blind
Invisible to the naked eye, where them
have your eight essential vitamins and minerals
The wu is comin' through you know the
Critical in your physical for injurin'
The officer and gentleman who by the Benjamin

Off a beat like this, I keep a stick
In case any stick up care, where heat might
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 spray can sprayin'
I throw lightin' out the arms
Go guard your
Next year I do nothin' more Y2K

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And if you say me
I'ma say you
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debutant down 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, gettin' thrown out the club
It be us Paul, out and bugged
I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a
I'm everything you you don't know

Yo man, I throw a 5 in the
Poppa wheely with the front end hittin bumps
40 per hour
I'm out at Howard, next to
Takin' out the fountains at shoppin' malls
Rats can afford chuck-e-cheese
The blood in my is tough like Buddy Lee
Semi-dart auto off ya, blood
pull a last spark plug with a heart pump

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Ah yo
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We say
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Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
And if you say me
I'ma say 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 I hit many
From bricks to South Park, you dyin' Kenny
While you bailin', I'm
Rockin' hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance
When I walk by you better not be
Or I put two more in Terriyaki chicken

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

Know when I'm good to the last
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 down through the urban
Network law lay it down like a
M to the E to the F, curtain

Get out car sucker
This yours
Robbed you with a gun that filled with paint
And brauds got the nerve to act
You a champagne ho, with kool aide
Frown bitch, Doc up in town quick
You back down a point on NFL
I'm lyin', break fool and take two
And put hole in the earth to escape through

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Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
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 mutha fuckas
me down, baby
Nod your to this

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Ah yo, this is WKYA
We are kickin' motha fuckin ass
Yo
Thats right it's down
Redman, method man, the funk out
Now