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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 play
Fuck ya'll analog, niggas, we be
comin', from the five star general
Attack you the blind side
Invisible to the naked eye, where criminals
Better your eight essential vitamins and minerals
The wu is comin' through you the outcome
Critical condition in your physical for
The and gentleman who stack by the Benjamin

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

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I'ma say you
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debutant down 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
in this 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 you think you don't know

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

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Ah yo
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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 the upper hand
Punch, atomic I hit many
From bricks to South Park, you dyin' with
While you bailin', I'm
Rockin' hard hat helmets, clip the surveillance
When I walk by you better not be
Or I put two more in that 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 withstand the fifty-two
Unless they bust like shots
I'm the has been have not
Battle at Maxwell's house

when I'm good to the last drop
What's my name, Meth, his Doc
like urban
See me in the gran' transportation
Drivin' with a 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 brauds got the to act funny
You a champagne ho, with kool money
Frown bitch, Doc up in that quick
You back a point on NFL blitz
I'm lyin', buddah break and take two
And put your hole in the earth to escape

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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 mutha fuckas
Calm me down,
Nod your to this

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