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It's record, check it, mad methods To put my brothers and sisters on a You know he cheated, took he wanted but now you blunted Suckin' up to the devil, steppin' a level
It's who fear is you Who us from us and you from you Yes and it counts, fuck the ounce I sued them bastards, yeah, got bounce
I did 'em like a demo, 'em out the window I took a 98 I never liked a limo But pump pump pu-pump pump it up A mad rhyme for mad times, that's up
Some ain't change, I got 'em in a range I gotta rearrange, so I'm back your brain records with funky stuff Am I loud Yeah, you got ta give it up
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, it up, gotta give it up Give it up, it up, give it up yeah Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
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Come again with the same old I'm a foul and once again it counts Mad tense, mad tense brothers The blunts in the got the black behind and that's wack
And once again on! Hey, cracked corn cracker singin', "I don't care", it's on I'm comin' a rhyme, what? I'm lettin' go a rhyme, yeah! I gotta get a rhyme through the rough and times
You call me a Hannibal lecture, yes I her They don't me though, so here I go I'm sick and tired so Sly'll ya higher When I'm takin' his to bring you down
Rappers rippin' a lyrical kickin' But to the rhythm I'm but never cotton pickin' James Brown I'm sayin' it loud Am I enough? Huh, you got ta give it up
Some ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna Some ain't gonna never ever Some ain't gonna change, some ain't change Some ain't gonna never, change
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up Give it up, it up, give it up now it up, give it up, gotta give it up
And when I'm coming, some dumb and fulla cum Some second guessing my about saving young Some don't know like Run said, "So we go" Where it is inside, whoop, it is
There it is, it is, damn right My man X is a bad mother, shut your I'm talking Terminator, he's the man There it is, can you hit me off with one
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I never did doing dumb shit Some gangsta lying, I'd diss Presidents Dead or alive, bring 'em and swing 'em I vocalize, I just rap, I don't 'em
Flick 'em, and I fling 'em, you can go 'em of Fame for the game for the points I Dave Bing 'em Go Grandmama, but no cigar I got mine for I'm using my
The go wherever I want, and that's clever Give a piece of my time to some crime And who behind the guns to the young ones The ones make 'em is the ones that take 'em
for no reason, down in duck season I want my mama, on the street wearing armor So check yaself before ya yaself Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
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