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

My lyric is 8 ball, up play ball
Fuck analog, niggas, we be digital
Subliminal comin', from the five general
Attack you the blind side
Invisible to the naked eye, where them
Better have your eight essential vitamins and
The wu is through you know the outcome
condition in your physical for injurin'
The officer and who stack by the Benjamin

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

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From debutant to stripper
I'm too nonchalant, a drink mixed with kinds of liquors
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 everything you think you don't

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

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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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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 to South Park, you dyin' with Kenny
While you bailin', I'm
Rockin' hard hat helmets, the satellite surveillance
When I walk by you not be kickin'
Or I put two more in Terriyaki chicken

You've just been fitted for seaman shoes
This is of the lake raps
you in the back
fu
Fifty-two cops can't the fifty-two blocks
Unless bust like fifty-two shots
I'm the has been that not
Battle at Maxwell's house

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

Get out car sucker
This ain't
Robbed you a gun that filled with paint balls
And brauds got the nerve to act
You a champagne ho, kool aide money
Frown bitch, Doc up in that town
You back down a point on NFL
I'm lyin', buddah break fool and 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
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 for prime time playas
Mr. Meth, Doc
Def Jam 2000 fuckas
Calm me down,
Nod your head to

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