| Chorus
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| When you see me in slow mo once I turn my back
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| You wanna talk real tough but you not real like that
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| So let’s ride
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| Tech N9ne
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| You don’t want to try me, leavin niggas soggy heated
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| repeated the nina be hot as wasabbi
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| Feelin the fury of missouri sicker than ozzy laughin
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| at playa haters gigglin like fozzie
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| Wocka wocka wocka the nina poppin your shockara bout
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| to stop up and lock up office I got the body
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| Out at mecropolis fuckin offa this pop of this toss
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| em off in a *** cause murderin is a hobbie
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| You be actin like you bleedin the block preachin crack
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| and rap and you needin to stop
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| We can wack wax and imediately flop be the type of
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| crap that indeed it be brought
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| The want the drama it can be they way but they don’t
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| really wanna see the ninay spary
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| Let em all bleed it can be they day fuckin up with tech n9ne and dj clay
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| When you see me in slow mo once I turn my back
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| You wanna talk real tough but you not real like that
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| So let’s ride
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| DJ Clay
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| You don’t even know me actin like we homies then when
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| I turn my back’s when you hold me
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| Pussy motha fuckas the ones we call phonies keep talkin
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| that we leave yo momma lonely
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| All black van creepin down your street slowly doors
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| open up and we leave your home holey
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| If your not in then we know where your ho be barrel
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| to her head while I’m makin her blow me
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| Listen
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| For all you fake flakes givin real a bad name you can
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| save it cause we can seee through you
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| Like glasses what you was made of I’m a let the oozles
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| like I’m not aimin make you loose noodles and I ain’t talkin ramen
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| Garentee you ain’t leavin with what you came in me
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| and tech n9ne will pray for you amen |